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.
You are blinded by shame
For all you have done
It hurts me so bad
That I
May your blessings be many
and your troubles be few.
And may you feel God's prese
My heart literally hurts.
My chest is in pain.
Life without you
Will neve
It's getting late, I must go
I had a beer where did it go
I had to pee. I know it
First time we met,
We smiled laughed and played,
By the big Oak Tree in the back,
Whenever I am lonely,
You're always by my side,
And when I call to you for help,<
My love for you is like the raging sea,
So powerful and deep it will forever be.
Since all my steps are audience of my past,
a past damasked by relevant joys, pain, growt
After the fierce midsummer all ablaze
Has burned itself to ashes, and expires
In
God blessed me one sunny day.
He sent me an angel from so far away
To love and he
