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.
Some feelings are shallow, some feelings are deep.
Some make us smile, some make us weep.
It wrecks me, that last moment
that played out so wrong.
Our hopeless eyes locked
Love sits on my shoulder and whispers in my ear.
It tells me how you love me and the word
After the fierce midsummer all ablaze
Has burned itself to ashes, and expires
In
Friendship is like life.
It goes away,
And comes again.
Fr
"Shall I compare thee to a summer's day?"
Are the words you'd hear Will Shakespeare say.<
She had looked for his coming as warriors come,
With the clash of arms and the bugle's ca
Let me live within the moment.
Let me feel all that I can.
Let me cherish life fo
You are my love, my life, and my queen.
You possess all the love, care, and hope that I w
From the moment our eyes met,
My soul could never forget.
You handed me your numb
