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.
why is it when I look in your eyes,
I see the love burning inside me.
why is it w
you have been my friend for a very long time
I asked you to bend and you made a rhyme
First time we met,
We smiled laughed and played,
By the big Oak Tree in the back,
Life's brevity, so bittersweet,
depends upon just one heartbeat.
Brief as dusk an
I see you in my thoughts and dreams.
When I awake, how real it seems.
You aren't
Life's brevity, so bittersweet,
depends upon just one heartbeat.
Brief as dusk an
The sunshine appears to be brighter.
My heart feels a bit lighter.
More beautiful
I see people laughing and joking all around,
but on my face there is no smile; instead, t
I wish there were words to express how I feel,
But no words I see will do.
No wor
Opposites
I say yes and you say no
I say bye and you say hello
Butterfly'
