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.
my sleeping angel
I opened my eyes and saw an angel
I took his hand and he lead m
Life is not just waking up one morning and saying, "Ok, I want this to happen."
It's abou
Your eyes sparkle like a light being shined on two beautiful emeralds,
When I see you wal
Leaves crackle and crunch beneath my feet
as l inhale the air that smells so sweet
<When into sorrow, my poor soul sinks
When a sound of despair in my heart rings
I'
If you were my rose, then I'd be your sun,
painting your rainbows when the rains come.
We didn't grow up together.
We didn't start as friends.
When we first got togethe
The sunshine appears to be brighter.
My heart feels a bit lighter.
More beautiful
Hold onto your dream while mindful of time.
Optimism required, let your light shine.
you have been my friend for a very long time
I asked you to bend and you made a rhyme
