When a friend calls to me from the road
And slows his horse to a meaningful walk,
I don't stand still and look around
On all the hills I haven't hoed,
And shout from where I am, 'What is it?'
No, not as there is a time to talk.
I thrust my hoe in the mellow ground,
Blade-end up and five feet tall,
And plod: I go up to the stone wall
For a friendly visit.
We didn't grow up together.
We didn't start as friends.
When we first got togethe
Go With Grace
Each morning of this month
When you rise upon your bed,
May it be with renewed grace
To face the
After the fierce midsummer all ablaze
Has burned itself to ashes, and expires
In
You are my love, my life, and my queen.
You possess all the love, care, and hope that I w
Silly love-struck smiles
There's only one true style
Clueless and happy
N
If you awake to one more dreary day,
an empty heart with empty hours to kill,
rem
Whenever I am lonely,
You're always by my side,
And when I call to you for help,<
Time doesn’t heal wounds
to make you forget.
It doesn’
Just Who You Are Its Important
You've got quite an easy style
with a tender heart to match,
and how you'd wear a
Feels like a lifetime ago
that I loved like that.
Wanting more
and more a
