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.
It's getting late, I must go
I had a beer where did it go
I had to pee. I know it
I believe that love is loyalty.
It will always have your back.
It will bravely st
I thought it was what I wanted.
You promised me it was.
You took me in your arms<
Hope Is The Thing With Feathers
"Hope" is the thing with feathers -
That perches in the soul -
And sings the tune
A wish for lots of birthday fun
To last until the day is done.
Hoping that all yo
When I am looking into your eyes,
I see all the love you have for me.
I see in yo
A bunch of flowers,
A homemade cake,
That special gift,
A birthday steak.
Love is beautiful and great.
When you find the right person, it will be fate.
My
When The World Turned Upside Down
The day when the world
turned upside down:
when a frown became a smile
an
Oh, dear,
Oh, my gosh,
I hope that no one saw,
I wish that I could laugh,
