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.
Whosever room this is should be ashamed!
His underwear is hanging on the lamp.
Hi
You make me laugh and smile
when I need a cry, even if it's only for a little while.
You have a gentle heart and a caring soul.
You use affectionate words to extol.
Y
Shall we take Fall together,
go sifting through the fallen leaves
and gaze upon t
When your mind is set
On a splendid thing you want to do,
Some will shrug,
<Look at the stars tonight
As we see the same light
And in that moment
It
Breathe in the fresh air,
Put your mind at ease.
Let down your hair,
Let
Sharing sorrows, sharing needs,
Sharing happiness, exchanging deeds.
These are th
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
Raindrops on window panes
Stars at night that are just airplanes
Sparks of light
