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.
Be The Best Of Whatever You Are
If you can't be a pine on the top of the hill,
Be a scrub in the valley
First time we met,
We smiled laughed and played,
By the big Oak Tree in the back,
You came as a ray of light,
Made my life cheerful and bright,
Showering your affe
I loved her eyes, I loved her hair,
I loved her looks, I loved her stare.
I loved
When you love and hold me without any fear
Happiness spreads throughout the atmosphere.
I'm so sorry I missed your birthday.
A special day, I know it's true.
But birthda
The past you cannot forget or undo
The future is all we can look forward to.
&nbs
The winds are wild
The lightning strikes
The thunder booms
The storm is c
Hold onto your dream while mindful of time.
Optimism required, let your light shine.
From the day I met you,
I never knew our love would be so pure and true.
Every ti
