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.
We didn't grow up together.
We didn't start as friends.
When we first got togethe
Somewhere I Have Never Travelled, Gladly Beyond
somewhere I have never traveled, gladly beyond
any experience, your eyes have their silen
Feels like a lifetime ago
that I loved like that.
Wanting more
and more a
Just Who You Are Its Important
You've got quite an easy style
with a tender heart to match,
and how you'd wear a
You bring the sunshine to my rain.
You give me love when I feel pain.
This is your time
to no longer be who you were,
to rise from the embers,
Some feelings are shallow, some feelings are deep.
Some make us smile, some make us weep.
I see people laughing and joking all around,
but on my face there is no smile; instead, t
A friend is someone we turn to
when our spirits need a lift,
A friend is someone
Time doesn’t heal wounds
to make you forget.
It doesn’
