"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.
I still love you.
we were friends with him
when he introduced me to you.
If Four Is A Party This Is A Public Party
I have one too many personalities,
I don't know which one is me,
So if I'm nice a
The best kinds of people are warm and kind.
They are always there and they never mind.
Before I became strong, I knew what it was like
To be weak,
How difficult it is t
First time we met,
We smiled laughed and played,
By the big Oak Tree in the back,
When you needed me I was there for you
I let you cry on me
I let you talk to me
As I lay here in the dark by your side,
You bring me great love, and I feel great pride.<
I've loved you since I met you,
Though there's nothing I can do.
You've hurt my f
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
Missing A Friend When I'm Locked Up
Another month has come,
But you're still so far away.
You're always in my heart
