Love is like a bicycle
Left out in the storm
If it's not protected
Rust begins to form
So unless you want your bicycle
To slowly rust away,
Provide a little kindness
When the sky begins to grey.
Missing A Friend When I'm Locked Up
Another month has come,
But you're still so far away.
You're always in my heart
To feel that sense of comfort
That you felt in times gone by.
To hug someone with
you have been my friend for a very long time
I asked you to bend and you made a rhyme
What is love?
Love is a dangerous thing,
But once you find the one,
It al
Her long black hair blowing in the wind
I slowly kiss her soft black skin
The way
You make me laugh and smile
when I need a cry, even if it's only for a little while.
When you proceed,
Some will say it can't be done
And that there is no need
<Time doesn’t heal wounds
to make you forget.
It doesn’
Be The Best Of Whatever Who You Are
If you can't be a pine on the top of the hill,
Be a scrub in the valley — but be
Life is a series of written pages,
Climaxes and minimum wages.
The words so caref
