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 did this happen I continue to ask?
As I get online waiting for time to pass
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When I am looking into your eyes,
I see all the love you have for me.
I see in yo
"Shall I compare thee to a summer's day?"
Are the words you'd hear Will Shakespeare say.<
You told me not to fart mom,
so I didn't eat the beans.
You told me it would smel
I Wished For Your Love On A Shooting Star
I wished for your love on a shooting star
and didn't think my wish would get too far.
Love is a mystery
never to be solved
when two people have a history
and a
I want to love again,
but my heart will not obey.
I want to be happy,
but
Go With Grace
Each morning of this month
When you rise upon your bed,
May it be with renewed grace
To face the
A rose for every year,
many smiles for every tear
Way more of the first than ever
He's tired of the pain.
He's tired of every lie.
He's tired of the countless nigh
