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 always used words to describe him
In my mind.
I guess that's why I've found
My love for you is like the raging sea,
So powerful and deep it will forever be.
I love your eyes and your soft sighs.
I love your inner beauty, too.
I love the w
You are mine till the end.
I love you because you're my friend.
You were so kind
It feels good to be in your arms,
to feel the warmth of your touch.
I love to loo
Memories are life's special moments
Borrowed from the passing of time.
Ghosts
We have been friends for not so long
We've learned to trust and shared a song
We
Don't Go Far Off, Not Even For A Day
Don't go far off, not even for a day, because --
because -- I don't know how to say it: a
The things I've seen will scar me for life.
Growing up, I've seen wrong and very little o
When into sorrow, my poor soul sinks
When a sound of despair in my heart rings
I'
