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 live in most, if not all, children.
Many teenagers neglect me, and usually, all adults
Opposites
I say yes and you say no
I say bye and you say hello
Butterfly'
Life's brevity, so bittersweet,
depends upon just one heartbeat.
Brief as dusk an
It feels good to be in your arms,
to feel the warmth of your touch.
I love to loo
The time will come
when, with elation,
you will greet yourself arriving
a
I have an invisible friend
Who guides me through dark and pain.
She always tells
Don't live in anger, with fear and regrets.
Seek forgiveness and lay your pain to rest.
Love me tomorrow, for it is a new day
Love me again like you did the first day
Lo
I thought I saw you the other day
I was wrong
I thought I heard your voice
<We knew love had no space.
No choice, but to force it into
tight space. We handle
