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.
How I wish to trust
In life, no questions asked,
Hanging on God's words,
I see people laughing and joking all around,
but on my face there is no smile; instead, t
Sometimes I get lonely
Instagram, Twitter, Facebook
Always connecting but not con
What is love?
Love is a dangerous thing,
But once you find the one,
It al
I don't get how you can't see
All the things you did to me.
If only you knew
Nothing Like A Fifth Grade Crush
There's nothing like a fifth-grade crush.
When you see that girl it's such a rush.
<You entered the room and my heart skipped a beat
I knew in an instant we were destined to
For me, life is a struggle.
It's an impossible reality every single day.
I try to
My mirror is broken, or at least it seems to be,
for today I discovered an old man starin
When a friend calls to me from the road
And slows his horse to a meaningful walk,
