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 wish there were words to express how I feel,
But no words I see will do.
No wor
I am worthy. There is nothing
that can or will happen today that
could convince m
This is a daily reminder
To relax,
To not get angry over small things,
To
The Years have passed by,
In the blink of an eye,
Moments of sadness,
And
Until I met you my heart stood still
Like the moon and the sun
Their love is true
A walk to remember
I wish to have with you.
By the seashore,
In the breez
Memories are life's special moments
Borrowed from the passing of time.
Ghosts
Ever since
I laid eyes on you,
I knew for a fact
This was a dream come tr
Everyone's got a big mountain to climb,
All those with an incurable illness.
Each
I see a sea of faces,
many I have never met,
but yet I feel compassion for them.<
