I shot an arrow into the air,
It fell to earth, I knew not where;
For, so swiftly it flew, the sight
Could not follow it in its flight.
I breathed a song into the air,
It fell to earth, I knew not where;
For who has sight so keen and strong,
That it can follow the flight of song?
Long, long afterward, in an oak
I found the arrow, still unbroke;
And the song, from beginning to end,
I found again in the heart of a friend.
You are blinded by shame
For all you have done
It hurts me so bad
That I
Friendship is like life.
It goes away,
And comes again.
Fr
When your mind is set
On a splendid thing you want to do,
Some will shrug,
<"Shall I compare thee to a summer's day?"
Are the words you'd hear Will Shakespeare say.<
Time is like the wind,
Slow and smooth.
Time can change swiftly,
Fast and
I want to love again,
but my heart will not obey.
I want to be happy,
but
It was a late night in September,
The beginning of autumn,
When the image of a st
Friends come and go
and love grows, grows, and grows
True friends are trees with
You know the thing... right?
The thing that makes you feel good
The thing that ma
Time doesn’t heal wounds
to make you forget.
It doesn’
