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."
When our eyes met
for the very first time,
I knew it was you
to clear my
Time is like the wind,
Slow and smooth.
Time can change swiftly,
Fast and
Life's brevity, so bittersweet,
depends upon just one heartbeat.
Brief as dusk an
Praise the spells and bless the charms,
I found April in my arms.
April golden, A
There once was this girl.
She had the most beautiful face.
Her eyes shone like di
I see you in my thoughts and dreams.
When I awake, how real it seems.
You aren't
Give me your loving,
give me your heart,
give me everything we won't be apart.
Go With Grace
Each morning of this month
When you rise upon your bed,
May it be with renewed grace
To face the
My eyes meet his,
Our hands touch,
Then our lips,
We are no longer on ear
Fumbling, stumbling,
around in the dark.
Fighting, igniting,
flames from
