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
Sorry
It is a word
It has no substance
I cannot hold it
Nor can I
For you, I open my gate
And wish that you were here,
But you live in another stat
It's only through mistakes we make
We learn where we went wrong.
It's only when w
She is unique.
Every time I see her
I just can't seem to know how to speak.
you say you love me
but I'm afraid that I can not say it too,
I do not think that
When you needed me I was there for you
I let you cry on me
I let you talk to me
Her nature is the best.
Her smile has life.
Her eyes are full of love.
Sh
A friend is someone we turn to
when our spirits need a lift,
A friend is someone
I want to run, I want to hide
From all the pain he caused inside.
I want to screa
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
