It's strange the things you remember
And the things you seem to forget.
It's a jamboree of all sorts,
A patchwork of joys and regrets.
You remember the days when you mess up,
The days when sadness brings tears,
But you forget all those small happy moments
When it's laughter that brings you to tears.
If only we could be happy forever,
To look forward, not think of the past,
Our lives would be full of elation,
With sadness a ghost of the past.
All doggies go to heaven (or so I've been told).
They run and play along the streets of G
Sharing sorrows, sharing needs,
Sharing happiness, exchanging deeds.
These are th
I own a big fat cat-
The fattest for miles around.
Wherever there's lots of food,
Sometimes I get lonely
Instagram, Twitter, Facebook
Always connecting but not con
We all have many types of friends,
And in our lives, they come and go.
But if we
A rose for every year,
many smiles for every tear
Way more of the first than ever
Our goodbyes meant nothing at all,
because if he's not there, he'll come when I cal
Pen and paper are my tools
To tell you "good job" or to call you a fool.
My prais
As I lay here in the dark by your side,
You bring me great love, and I feel great pride.<
You tried so hard to win his love
You put your heart out on the line
He puts you
