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.
I'm no longer whole
And sadly neither is he
We've been locked out by pain
I see a sea of faces,
many I have never met,
but yet I feel compassion for them.<
I think of her and our time together,
And the tears come to my eye.
I never wante
I feel so heavy, really tired of what
I'm carrying right now.
I wanted to howl an
I live in most, if not all, children.
Many teenagers neglect me, and usually, all adults
Fueling your faith
In what you've got within...
In your God-given gift,
I
Everyone's got a big mountain to climb,
All those with an incurable illness.
Each
I called you late last night
because I needed a friend.
But you, of course, didn'
Praise the spells and bless the charms,
I found April in my arms.
April golden, A
From the moment our eyes met,
My soul could never forget.
You handed me your numb
