Since all my steps are audience of my past,
a past damasked by relevant joys, pain, growth
and overloaded with treasure and souvenirs.
Every new step arrives out of all steps taken,
My face presents my history,
my brown eyes are jewels I cannot pawn.
I am the map of the campaign,
each ancestor has his flag,
The taste of individual beauty born of a collective effort,
every day my soul claps its hands, and sings,
consumed by the joy of a rich heritage
and all days are better than all yesterdays.
Feels like a lifetime ago
that I loved like that.
Wanting more
and more a
I still love you.
we were friends with him
when he introduced me to you.
Go With Grace
Each morning of this month
When you rise upon your bed,
May it be with renewed grace
To face the
It wrecks me, that last moment
that played out so wrong.
Our hopeless eyes locked
Some feelings are shallow, some feelings are deep.
Some make us smile, some make us weep.
I believe that love is loyalty.
It will always have your back.
It will bravely st
Just Who You Are Its Important
You've got quite an easy style
with a tender heart to match,
and how you'd wear a
I light a torch and hold it high
It shines so bright it lights the sky
You see th
"Shall I compare thee to a summer's day?"
Are the words you'd hear Will Shakespeare say.<
We didn't grow up together.
We didn't start as friends.
When we first got togethe
