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.
To Taste The Sweet Perfection Of Your Embrace
I have been lucky enough to feel your touch
You are my love and to me you mean so much
I Will Always Be There For You
I will always be there for you,
I am your little friend.
I will always be in love
Come a little closer
Honey, come a little closer,
let me whisper in your ear.
Is It To Late Or Is There Still Time?
If he is ready to date
I have no chance
I would already be too late
For t
She has a special way
Of turning around my terrible day.
She makes all the bad th
Life may not let me select my lot,
But whether I'd be happy or not...
That is my
Happy Birthday to my very best friend.
Your special day has come by again.
We had
To love another with all of your heart
Can be seen as a work of art.
When a friend calls to me from the road
And slows his horse to a meaningful walk,
I see you in my thoughts and dreams.
When I awake, how real it seems.
You aren't
