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.
You're the beauty in the sunrise,
The soft warmth shining in the trees.
Joyful li
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
I wish there were words to express how I feel,
But no words I see will do.
No wor
You are my love, my life, and my queen.
You possess all the love, care, and hope that I w
Whenever I am lonely,
You're always by my side,
And when I call to you for help,<
They come in waves,
my feelings for you.
And not pretty whitecaps
dancing
Be The Best Of Whatever You Are
If you can't be a pine on the top of the hill,
Be a scrub in the valley
I believe that love is loyalty.
It will always have your back.
It will bravely st
Don't Go Far Off, Not Even For A Day
Don't go far off, not even for a day, because --
because -- I don't know how to say it: a
"Shall I compare thee to a summer's day?"
Are the words you'd hear Will Shakespeare say.<
