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
Time flies and memories fade.
People change and new friendships are made.
Only th
What if we were really true
And said everything we thought
Could we then stop fee
How do I love thee?
Let me count the ways
I love the way you love the real me
Laid my head upon your chest
Your arms encircled me,
It was, My Love, as if we we
My Friend, You Know How Precious You Are To Me
Did I tell you I love you?
Did I tell you I care?
Did I tell you I'm happy
<First time we met,
We smiled laughed and played,
By the big Oak Tree in the back,
The joke was very funny
She laughed a lot of tears
When suddenly her eye fell out
Life is what we make it.
It cares not what we do.
No matter how we
Rain, rain, go away,
Because of you, the pain will stay.
Slit my throat, cut out
We are often greatly bothered
By two fussy little men,
Who sometimes block our pa
