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.
Say yes, and we could surf the highest waves,
Your hand in mine, never losing faith.
As you travel on life's way
With its many ups and downs,
Remember it's quite true
My love for you is unconditional and enduring.
To you, I promise to always be reassuring.
Pen and paper are my tools
To tell you "good job" or to call you a fool.
My prais
You're the best thing to happen to me,
So let our love fly free.
You're my dream
Whenever I am lonely,
You're always by my side,
And when I call to you for help,<
I live in most, if not all, children.
Many teenagers neglect me, and usually, all adults
A bunch of flowers,
A homemade cake,
That special gift,
A birthday steak.
When your mind is set
On a splendid thing you want to do,
Some will shrug,
<Your kindness has been blessed to me
From the stars above.
Your words all fill my
