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
How do I love thee?
Let me count the ways
I love the way you love the real me
For so long, I wished for the day.
The day that our love would find its way.
From
Some areas long as hoses
You buy at a garden store.
Mine can be used to smell ros
From the day I met you,
I never knew our love would be so pure and true.
Every ti
The touch of your hand,
The smell of your hair,
The naughtiness in your smile,
Sharing sorrows, sharing needs,
Sharing happiness, exchanging deeds.
These are th
Memories are life's special moments
Borrowed from the passing of time.
Ghosts
A friend is like a star that twinkles and glows
Or maybe like the ocean that gently flows
You gave me light
In my darkest of days.
You showed me, love
In so many w
We didn't grow up together.
We didn't start as friends.
When we first got togethe
