No more shaking hands.
Don't touch your face.
Never stand too close
In a crowded place.
A virus is amongst us.
It's roaming around our land.
It contaminates and does us harm
By the simple touch of our hands.
Dark days are fast approaching.
We have to be aware.
Hygiene is our only shield
To this demon who waits out there.
Our world is now at war
With an unseen enemy.
But we can beat the invader
If we all keep our hands squeaky clean.
One word can start a friendship,
One kiss a love affair,
One smile can bring you
The people upstairs all practice ballet
Their living room is a bowling alley
Thei
You're the one I most admire
with great intentions and loving desires.
Passion an
Sorry
It is a word
It has no substance
I cannot hold it
Nor can I
The touch of your hand,
The smell of your hair,
The naughtiness in your smile,
You make me laugh and smile
when I need a cry, even if it's only for a little while.
Every tone of life
Makes a note for you.
Every word of life
Makes a phras
When you proceed,
Some will say it can't be done
And that there is no need
<F- Friends are precious gifts
R- Rare and hard to find
I- Invisible when life is
How do I mend a broken heart?
My entire world has fallen apart.
How do I find hop
