Two old friends met on the street,
Hadn't talked in many a year;
"How's your family,?" asked this dear old friend,
"I'd really like to hear."
"George has a Master's in literature,"
The other said, with pride,
"And Mary's a grad in modern art,
Her career she has yet to decide."
"And How's Willy," the first friend kindly asked,
While the other displayed defeat;
"Oh, Willy's a plumber," she sighed, hanging her head,
"But wit
Look at the stars tonight
As we see the same light
And in that moment
It
It's getting late, I must go
I had a beer where did it go
I had to pee. I know it
From the day I met you,
I never knew our love would be so pure and true.
Every ti
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
From the first lingering glance
Shared by a pair of prying hearts
To the last diz
What do I see in you? Oh boy. Oh boy,
I see mountains and rivers a lifetime of joy,
Overwhelming and revealing
this amazing feeling,
this ache I crave, this desire,<
My mirror is broken, or at least it seems to be,
for today I discovered an old man starin
A wish for lots of birthday fun
To last until the day is done.
Hoping that all yo
Until I met you my heart stood still
Like the moon and the sun
Their love is true
