She had looked for his coming as warriors come,
With the clash of arms and the bugle's call;
But he came instead with a stealthy tread,
Which she did not hear at all.
She had thought how his armor would blaze in the sun,
As he rode like a prince to claim his bride:
In the sweet dim light of the falling night
She found him at her side.
She had dreamed how the gaze of his strange, bold eye
Would wake her heart to a sudden glow:
She found in his face the familiar grace
Of a friend she used to know.
She had dreamed how his coming would stir her soul,
As the ocean is stirred by the wild storm's strife:
He brought her the balm of a heavenly calm,
And a peace which crowned her life.
A friend is someone we turn to
when our spirits need a lift,
A friend is someone
They come in waves,
my feelings for you.
And not pretty whitecaps
dancing
Whenever I am lonely,
You're always by my side,
And when I call to you for help,<
You are my love, my life, and my queen.
You possess all the love, care, and hope that I w
Go With Grace
Each morning of this month
When you rise upon your bed,
May it be with renewed grace
To face the
All these days and nights without you here,
It's a little bit more than I can bear.
Some feelings are shallow, some feelings are deep.
Some make us smile, some make us weep.
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
You know the thing... right?
The thing that makes you feel good
The thing that ma
After the fierce midsummer all ablaze
Has burned itself to ashes, and expires
In
