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
The things I've seen will scar me for life.
Growing up, I've seen wrong and very little o
Look not back on yesterday
or what you have left behind.
For only today is yours
Life is a series of written pages,
Climaxes and minimum wages.
The words so caref
First time we met,
We smiled laughed and played,
By the big Oak Tree in the back,
I own a big fat cat-
The fattest for miles around.
Wherever there's lots of food,
Lips sweet as sugar,
how to touch them I linger.
Lips that enslave me with their
Somewhere I Have Never Travelled, Gladly Beyond
somewhere I have never traveled, gladly beyond
any experience, your eyes have their silen
Friends come and go
and love grows, grows, and grows
True friends are trees with
Love me tomorrow, for it is a new day
Love me again like you did the first day
Lo
I think of her and our time together,
And the tears come to my eye.
I never wante
