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.
"Shall I compare thee to a summer's day?"
Are the words you'd hear Will Shakespeare say.<
She had looked for his coming as warriors come,
With the clash of arms and the bugle's ca
I believe that love is loyalty.
It will always have your back.
It will bravely st
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
You bring the sunshine to my rain.
You give me love when I feel pain.
You're the beauty in the sunrise,
The soft warmth shining in the trees.
Joyful li
You came into my life so quick
A beautiful friendship happened in a wink
My feeli
The sunshine appears to be brighter.
My heart feels a bit lighter.
A friend is someone we turn to
when our spirits need a lift,
A friend is someone
All these days and nights without you here,
It's a little bit more than I can bear.
