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."
A rose for every year,
many smiles for every tear
Way more of the first than ever
The friendship we have is so rare to find.
We hate to see each other in a bind.
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Just for today,
Can we forget about race,
Colour, religion
That's not my age; it's just not true.
My heart is young; the time just flew.
This passionate morning
I wake up with
Your feminine body
With your seduc
It's strange the things you remember
And the things you seem to forget.
It's a ja
Tears of pain run down my cheek,
wishing I was able to hold the one I seek.
Tears
To me, you are an angel in disguise,
Full of intuition, intelligent and wise,
Alw
If you were my rose, then I'd be your sun,
painting your rainbows when the rains come.
A friend is not just someone who hangs out with you.
A friend is someone who cares about
