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.
Don't Go Far Off, Not Even For A Day
Don't go far off, not even for a day, because --
because -- I don't know how to say it: a
Pen and paper are my tools
To tell you "good job" or to call you a fool.
My prais
Everyone is searching
for the missing piece in life.
The key to unlock the door
I wish there were words to express how I feel,
But no words I see will do.
No wor
How did this happen I continue to ask?
As I get online waiting for time to pass
Y
Speak The Language Of Your Heart
Each day we wake is such a gift;
No moment's guaranteed.
Tomorrow isn't promised,
Look at the stars tonight
As we see the same light
And in that moment
It
Feels like a lifetime ago
that I loved like that.
Wanting more
and more a
No matter what happens in my life,
Sorrow or joy, rain or shine,
Whatever befalls
The best kinds of people are warm and kind.
They are always there and they never mind.
