My parents' bedroom is far from mine, so I have to wonder
What the noise is every night that sounds a lot like thunder.
We don't live near the seashore, but almost every morn
I'm awakened by a noise that sounds like a foghorn.
It's louder than the sound of barking dogs at night
Or a fireworks explosion that lights the sky real bright.
A chainsaw cutting logs doesn't make as much din,
Nor did the wall coming down way over in Berlin.
A jet plane at takeoff will get your attention quick,
As will a jackhammer engaged in busting up some brick.
But neither equals the clamor from Mom and Dad's bedroom,
Worse than a stick of dynamite at the moment of KABOOM!
At last, I figured out the source of all the raucous roaring.
It was only good old Dad engaging in some snoring
Mom says: "I don't mind; it's a Godsend
That all that wind isn't coming out the other end."
Ever since
I laid eyes on you,
I knew for a fact
This was a dream come tr
I live in most, if not all, children.
Many teenagers neglect me, and usually, all adults
They come in waves,
my feelings for you.
And not pretty whitecaps
dancing
The Hardest Thing I'll Ever Do
The hardest thing I'll ever do
Is let go of you
And look forward instead of back
When your mind is set
On a splendid thing you want to do,
Some will shrug,
<Friends indeed,
Together we will succeed.
Our dreams will come true,
Fore
Whosever room this is should be ashamed!
His underwear is hanging on the lamp.
Hi
I see you in my thoughts and dreams.
When I awake, how real it seems.
You aren't
Time doesn’t heal wounds
to make you forget.
It doesn’
my sleeping angel
I opened my eyes and saw an angel
I took his hand and he lead m
