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.
Feels like a lifetime ago
that I loved like that.
Wanting more
and more a
Some feelings are shallow, some feelings are deep.
Some make us smile, some make us weep.
Your kindness has been blessed to me
From the stars above.
Your words all fill my
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
Go With Grace
Each morning of this month
When you rise upon your bed,
May it be with renewed grace
To face the
The wind whistles past my ears.
Closing my eyes, I lose all my fears.
The waves c
Somewhere I Have Never Travelled, Gladly Beyond
somewhere I have never traveled, gladly beyond
any experience, your eyes have their silen
I Will Always Be There For You
I will always be there for you,
I am your little friend.
I will always be in love
Feels like a lifetime ago
that I loved like that.
Wanting more
and more a
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
