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.
We fight we struggle
We kick and scream
Please let us back in
And wake us
I am worthy. There is nothing
that can or will happen today that
could convince m
How I wish to trust
In life, no questions asked,
Hanging on God's words,
Who are you?
Where is the guy that I once knew?
Where did my friend go
an
When a friend calls to me from the road
And slows his horse to a meaningful walk,
How did this happen I continue to ask?
As I get online waiting for time to pass
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There's none to compare to you,
When we're apart I feel so blue.
I
May your blessings be many
and your troubles be few.
And may you feel God's prese
Your lips so soft and red.
The thought of kissing you is stuck in my head. &n
It's getting late, I must go
I had a beer where did it go
I had to pee. I know it
