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 you love and hold me without any fear
Happiness spreads throughout the atmosphere.
In our one short year together,
A love's grown deep within my heart
For such a ce
You know the thing... right?
The thing that makes you feel good
The thing that ma
Be The Best Of Whatever You Are
If you can't be a pine on the top of the hill,
Be a scrub in the valley
She had looked for his coming as warriors come,
With the clash of arms and the bugle's ca
This is your time
to no longer be who you were,
to rise from the embers,
You're the beauty in the sunrise,
The soft warmth shining in the trees.
Joyful li
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
When you proceed,
Some will say it can't be done
And that there is no need
<I have a feeling deep in my heart.
It feels like the fire of a flame.
It feels of
