After the fierce midsummer all ablaze
Has burned itself to ashes, and expires
In the intensity of its fires,
There come the mellow, mild, St. Martin days
Crowned with the calm of peace, but sad with haze.
So after Love has led us, till he tires
Of his throes, and torments, and desires,
Comes large-eyed Friendship: with a restful gaze.
He beckons us to follow, and across
Cool verdant vales we wander free from care.
Is it a touch of frost lies in the air?
Why are we haunted by a sense of loss?
We do not wish the pain back, or the heat;
And yet, and yet, these days are incomplete.
When You Love Someone, It's Forever
When you love someone, you will do anything for them.
If the sound of your voice keeps th
I see people laughing and joking all around,
but on my face there is no smile; instead, t
If you awake to one more dreary day,
an empty heart with empty hours to kill,
rem
A friend is someone we turn to
when our spirits need a lift,
A friend is someone
I Will Want To Grow Old With You
You can take me on a holiday
but I prefer to sit at home
you can buy me chocolate
Everyone is searching
for the missing piece in life.
The key to unlock the door
When a friend calls to me from the road
And slows his horse to a meaningful walk,
You're the one I most admire
with great intentions and loving desires.
Passion an
Be The Best Of Whatever You Are
If you can't be a pine on the top of the hill,
Be a scrub in the valley
my sleeping angel
I opened my eyes and saw an angel
I took his hand and he lead m
