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.
A FRIEND
F is for the fun we had together
R is for the relaxing time we shared
When we were born with no possession.
The love received was our concession.
No wo
Is It To Late Or Is There Still Time?
If he is ready to date
I have no chance
I would already be too late
For t
you say you love me
but I'm afraid that I can not say it too,
I do not think that
Life may not let me select my lot,
But whether I'd be happy or not...
That is my
To me, you're like an angel, sent by God above,
To cleanse my soul of sadness and fill it
I was given a smile the other day
From someone who passed me on their way.
I wasn
I called you late last night
because I needed a friend.
But you, of course, didn'
We fight we struggle
We kick and scream
Please let us back in
And wake us
No matter what happens in my life,
Sorrow or joy, rain or shine,
Whatever befalls
