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.
In our one short year together,
A love's grown deep within my heart
For such a ce
They come in waves,
my feelings for you.
And not pretty whitecaps
dancing
So I guess I could lie and say I tried,
But the truth I can't deny,
I loved you,
You're the beauty in the sunrise,
The soft warmth shining in the trees.
Joyful li
I thought that I was chasing dreams
While I was walking down those fast streams.
She had looked for his coming as warriors come,
With the clash of arms and the bugle's ca
You know the thing... right?
The thing that makes you feel good
The thing that ma
A friend is someone we turn to
when our spirits need a lift,
A friend is someone
Memories are life's special moments
Borrowed from the passing of time.
Ghosts
I believe that love is loyalty.
It will always have your back.
It will bravely st
