On a guitar of time, he played pleasant tunes,
the rhymes of his life were sung by the moon.
Always keep moving, he never looked behind,
stepped to the beat tunes played in his mind.
Many wise words he sang, so lovely the sound,
composed with chords that kept peace around.
I sometimes get visions and with them shivers,
as I think of the legend that traveled this river.
I wish it were true, that he wrote such a song,
when the world heard it, we'd all sing along.
You may see me struggle,
but you won't see me fall.
Regardless if I'm weak or not
The winds are wild
The lightning strikes
The thunder booms
The storm is c
When I am born, you are here
In your eye, I see a tear
Time flies and already I'm
May your blessings be many
and your troubles be few.
And may you feel God's prese
Feeling down, alone, and empty inside,
Decisions to make but can't decide.
Hurt f
Memories are life's special moments
Borrowed from the passing of time.
Ghosts
Get that nit comb through those strands,
This lice lotion best of brands,
Naught
In the darkness, in the silence,
Only faint memories of joy are heard.
Overrun by
The way I used to smile,
and love our favorite song
The way it felt so right
I Will Always Be There For You
I will always be there for you,
I am your little friend.
I will always be in love
