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 a friend calls to me from the road
And slows his horse to a meaningful walk,
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
Feels like a lifetime ago
that I loved like that.
Wanting more
and more a
You're the beauty in the sunrise,
The soft warmth shining in the trees.
Joyful li
You're the one I most admire
with great intentions and loving desires.
Passion an
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
Love sits on my shoulder and whispers in my ear.
It tells me how you love me and the word
She had looked for his coming as warriors come,
With the clash of arms and the bugle's ca
Somewhere I Have Never Travelled, Gladly Beyond
somewhere I have never traveled, gladly beyond
any experience, your eyes have their silen
A friend is someone we turn to
when our spirits need a lift,
A friend is someone
