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.
Love sits on my shoulder and whispers in my ear.
It tells me how you love me and the word
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
You came into my life so quick
A beautiful friendship happened in a wink
My feeli
When you proceed,
Some will say it can't be done
And that there is no need
<I love your eyes and your soft sighs.
I love your inner beauty, too.
I love the w
You're the beauty in the sunrise,
The soft warmth shining in the trees.
Joyful li
So I guess I could lie and say I tried,
But the truth I can't deny,
I loved you,
I have an invisible friend
Who guides me through dark and pain.
She always tells
Friendship is like life.
It goes away,
And comes again.
Fr
Let me live within the moment.
Let me feel all that I can.
Let me cherish life fo
