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.
Life may not let me select my lot,
But whether I'd be happy or not...
That is my
On a guitar of time, he played pleasant tunes,
the rhymes of his life were sung by the mo
Friendship is like life.
It goes away,
And comes again.
Fr
You're the one I most admire
with great intentions and loving desires.
Passion an
I thought that I was chasing dreams
While I was walking down those fast streams.
Leaves crackle and crunch beneath my feet
as l inhale the air that smells so sweet
<I've never been the type to say what I feel
So basically I keep everything inside
I have a feeling
That I can't comprehend
In my deepest thoughts, you are
Life is like an old house; it gets used,
worn-out and old.
Then it's time to move
We had our good days and we had our bad,
I thought I would never forget the times we had.
