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."
From the day I met you,
I never knew our love would be so pure and true.
Every ti
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
She tells him she loves him when she doesn't care,
all along she plays this game unfairly
As I lay here in the dark by your side,
You bring me great love, and I feel great pride.<
Breathe in the fresh air,
Put your mind at ease.
Let down your hair,
Let
Go With Grace
Each morning of this month
When you rise upon your bed,
May it be with renewed grace
To face the
Let me live within the moment.
Let me feel all that I can.
Let me cherish life fo
I still love you.
we were friends with him
when he introduced me to you.
I've envied the people around me
So invested in living each day,
While I spent my
