There are moments in our life we'll always treasure.
Tiny fragments from our past, remembered pleasure.
Maybe it will be a song somebody sings,
Or the fragrance of a rose, a memory brings.
Somewhere in the background of our mind
Comes reflections of the love we left behind.
Though it's nice to think of days that brought us gladness,
Yet we can't escape the ones that brought us sadness.
Still, would we fully understand another's pain
Unless sometime within our lives we'd felt the same?
The dust of time drifts softly through the years.
Just to read our book of life may bring forth tears.
For seldom does one live a lifetime through
Without regretting things they did or did not do.
Yet would we want to live without it all?
For we're a part of everything that we recall.
When I met you, my life changed
Don't know when this feeling came
I got out of be
Go With Grace
Each morning of this month
When you rise upon your bed,
May it be with renewed grace
To face the
When you love and hold me without any fear
Happiness spreads throughout the atmosphere.
Baby, when you hold me, my emotions makes it clear
Just how much you mean to me while we
Hope Is The Thing With Feathers
"Hope" is the thing with feathers -
That perches in the soul -
And sings the tune
You may see me struggle,
but you won't see me fall.
Regardless if I'm weak or not
Observing the stars,
You came into mind.
I thought about your love for me.
<To love another with all of your heart
Can be seen as a work of art.
Green is so important
Because we see it all around
It's up very high on the trees
From the first lingering glance
Shared by a pair of prying hearts
To the last diz
