"Hope" is the thing with feathers -
That perches in the soul -
And sings the tune without the words -
And never stops - at all -
And sweetest - in the gale - is heard -
And sore must be the storm -
That could abash the little Bird
That kept so many warm -
I've heard it in the chillest land -
And on the strangest Sea -
Yet - never - in Extremity,
It asked a crumb - of me.
First time we met,
We smiled laughed and played,
By the big Oak Tree in the back,
As you travel on life's way
With its many ups and downs,
Remember it's quite true
This passionate morning
I wake up with
Your feminine body
With your seduc
my sleeping angel
I opened my eyes and saw an angel
I took his hand and he lead m
you have been my friend for a very long time
I asked you to bend and you made a rhyme
The world just sometimes feels like
I don't fit and don't belong,
And even when I
you say you love me
but I'm afraid that I can not say it too,
I do not think that
It's getting late, I must go
I had a beer where did it go
I had to pee. I know it
The past you cannot forget or undo
The future is all we can look forward to.
&nbs
They come in waves,
my feelings for you.
And not pretty whitecaps
dancing
