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
I'll be with you as long as you want me to,
Until the end of time.
The day I met
My heart literally hurts.
My chest is in pain.
Life without you
Will neve
If you awake to one more dreary day,
an empty heart with empty hours to kill,
rem
We didn't grow up together.
We didn't start as friends.
When we first got togethe
I called you late last night
because I needed a friend.
But you, of course, didn'
Let me sing you a love song
About what I feel in my heart;
Butterflies can't find
Fumbling, stumbling,
around in the dark.
Fighting, igniting,
flames from
We started as strangers.
We fell and became lovers.
We started with a, "Hi,"
What is love?
Love is a dangerous thing,
But once you find the one,
It al
May your blessings be many
and your troubles be few.
And may you feel God's prese
