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.
When I am born, you are here
In your eye, I see a tear
Time flies and already I'm
Opposites
I say yes and you say no
I say bye and you say hello
Butterfly'
Together we may struggle
but without you all I feel is pain.
Sometimes I may seem
Time is like the wind,
Slow and smooth.
Time can change swiftly,
Fast and
No other friend is quite like you.
No other friend could do exactly what you do.
I am fighting a battle of loneliness and disrespect
My pain with relations has reached it
Speak The Language Of Your Heart
Each day we wake is such a gift;
No moment's guaranteed.
Tomorrow isn't promised,
What if we were really true
And said everything we thought
Could we then stop fee
Listen to my heart as it screams your name.
Look into my eyes as you fix the pain.
<If you think you can reach the sky,
Why don't you flap your wings to fly?
Always
