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.
Leaves crackle and crunch beneath my feet
as l inhale the air that smells so sweet
<A Cow And A Rooster Went Dancing
A cow and a rooster went dancing
One night by the light of the moon.
They'd arran
If you awake to one more dreary day,
an empty heart with empty hours to kill,
rem
From the day I met you,
I never knew our love would be so pure and true.
Every ti
I like to blaze new trails
on the road to nowhere.
On a journey through time,
I love your eyes and your soft sighs.
I love your inner beauty, too.
I love the w
I see people laughing and joking all around,
but on my face there is no smile; instead, t
May your blessings be many
and your troubles be few.
And may you feel God's prese
F- Friends are precious gifts
R- Rare and hard to find
I- Invisible when life is
Sharing sorrows, sharing needs,
Sharing happiness, exchanging deeds.
These are th
