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 hold you close to having you near
To have my breath against your ear
Whisperin
After the fierce midsummer all ablaze
Has burned itself to ashes, and expires
In
It's done and it's over
I'm through with misery
No more sadness
No more y
When You Love Someone, It's Forever
When you love someone, you will do anything for them.
If the sound of your voice keeps th
Tomorrow's Unrevealed Blessings
Never judge the situation by the appearance
But by the Creator, who has your best interes
Girls!
They protect you!
Mind you, correct you!
In ways you never thought
When you feel like the world
has turned its back on you,
there's always one perso
Life's too short to be wasted.
It passes just once, so make the most out of it.
L
How I wish to trust
In life, no questions asked,
Hanging on God's words,
We knew love had no space.
No choice, but to force it into
tight space. We handle
