I'm resting here quite regally,
The feature of the table.
Surrounded by potatoes that
I'd taste if I were able.
My subjects, scrubbed and beaming,
Circle round the royal platter.
They seem to be adoring me,
But something is the matter.
See me basking in the candlelight,
My skin so nicely tanned.
The reason for this treatment,
I do not understand.
While I'd love to peck that dish of corn
And gobble down a berry,
I find this jolly atmosphere
To be a trifle scary.
A rose for every year,
many smiles for every tear
Way more of the first than ever
The touch of your hand,
The smell of your hair,
The naughtiness in your smile,
I've never been the type to say what I feel
So basically I keep everything inside
I'm sorry for hurting you, like the way I do
I'm sorry for the hurtful things I always sa
Hope Is The Thing With Feathers
"Hope" is the thing with feathers -
That perches in the soul -
And sings the tune
This is your time
to no longer be who you were,
to rise from the embers,
When our eyes met
for the very first time,
I knew it was you
to clear my
I've loved you since I met you,
Though there's nothing I can do.
You've hurt my f
A FRIEND
F is for the fun we had together
R is for the relaxing time we shared
Give me your loving,
give me your heart,
give me everything we won't be apart.
