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.
My Friend, You Know How Precious You Are To Me
Did I tell you I love you?
Did I tell you I care?
Did I tell you I'm happy
<Life's brevity, so bittersweet,
depends upon just one heartbeat.
Brief as dusk an
Friends come and go
and love grows, grows, and grows
True friends are trees with
I know so little about you,
But I'm falling in love with you.
I have been since t
I'll be with you as long as you want me to,
Until the end of time.
The day I met
You've been with me through rough and tough
Thick and thin, until the very end
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It's that look in your eye.
It's the smile on your face
That makes time slip by,<
I light a torch and hold it high
It shines so bright it lights the sky
You see th
What do I see in you? Oh boy. Oh boy,
I see mountains and rivers a lifetime of joy,
There Is Always Hope In Friendship
It was a day in the life
Full of sadness and strife.
You never thought you'd make
