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.
The Nightmare Before Christmas
Big, fat Santa bounded through my halls;
He made everything shake, even the walls.
<Love is a mystery
never to be solved
when two people have a history
and a
have you ever had a kiss
that took you on a bliss
and left you with shaking knees
I Wished For Your Love On A Shooting Star
I wished for your love on a shooting star
and didn't think my wish would get too far.
Look at the beauty in her eyes,
a glow that shines like the sunrise.
Her sm
F- Friends are precious gifts
R- Rare and hard to find
I- Invisible when life is
The Hardest Thing I'll Ever Do
The hardest thing I'll ever do
Is let go of you
And look forward instead of back
Shall we take Fall together,
go sifting through the fallen leaves
and gaze upon t
I am someone who gives all she has every time.
I am someone who talks twice as much as sh
Don't look for the flaws as you go through life;
And even when you find them,
