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.
Life is a long-distance journey
With ups and downs,
Twist and turns,
With
Of all the things I've ever said,
Of all the tears I've ever shed,
Of all the thi
The time will come
when, with elation,
you will greet yourself arriving
a
Nothing Like A Fifth Grade Crush
There's nothing like a fifth-grade crush.
When you see that girl it's such a rush.
<All these days and nights without you here,
It's a little bit more than I can bear.
May your blessings be many
and your troubles be few.
And may you feel God's prese
In The Shadow Of Your Warm Love
In the shadow of your warm love
I feel so safe and secure,
And your soft, caring
Look at the stars tonight
As we see the same light
And in that moment
It
As I lay here in the dark by your side,
You bring me great love, and I feel great pride.<
When you proceed,
Some will say it can't be done
And that there is no need
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