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."
I've hunted near, I've hunted far
I even looked inside my car.
I've lost my glass
you say you love me
but I'm afraid that I can not say it too,
I do not think that
I waited, and you didn't come.
I called, and you didn't answer.
I knocked, but yo
Don't live in anger, with fear and regrets.
Seek forgiveness and lay your pain to rest.
I remember the first time you talked to me,
I wasn't sure what to do.
No one ever
Eyes glare of
the unexpected
staring far too long
the person that
Say yes, and we could surf the highest waves,
Your hand in mine, never losing faith.
Observing the stars,
You came into mind.
I thought about your love for me.
<Your kindness has been blessed to me
From the stars above.
Your words all fill my
There once was this girl.
She had the most beautiful face.
Her eyes shone like di
