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.
How did this happen I continue to ask?
As I get online waiting for time to pass
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Do you remember, when we were young, those promises we made?
The promise to be there for
Hope Is The Thing With Feathers
"Hope" is the thing with feathers -
That perches in the soul -
And sings the tune
My Friend, You Know How Precious You Are To Me
Did I tell you I love you?
Did I tell you I care?
Did I tell you I'm happy
<Times have been tough, and things have gone wrong,
But the deep love we share has been th
The sunshine appears to be brighter.
My heart feels a bit lighter.
Cammy my rabbit, feminine but buff
no really, this isn't a bluff!
A rex with her
A little bit of laughter,
A little bit of tears,
A little bit of happiness,
Opposites
I say yes and you say no
I say bye and you say hello
Butterfly'
We didn't grow up together.
We didn't start as friends.
When we first got togethe
