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
In the darkness, in the silence,
Only faint memories of joy are heard.
Overrun by
Where did you get such a dirty face,
My darling dirty-faced child?
I got it from
Life's brevity, so bittersweet,
depends upon just one heartbeat.
Brief as dusk an
Some people view forgiveness,
As a virtue for the weak.
An act of Mercy undeserve
You may see me struggle,
but you won't see me fall.
Regardless if I'm weak or not
From the day that I first knew you,
Your heart was pure and kind;
Your smile was
Do I love you?
Look into my eyes.
The shine you see is the light of my soul.
I want to love again,
but my heart will not obey.
I want to be happy,
but
Your eyes sparkle like a light being shined on two beautiful emeralds,
When I see you wal
From the first lingering glance
Shared by a pair of prying hearts
To the last diz
