My mirror is broken, or at least it seems to be,
for today I discovered an old man staring back at me.
The face I recognized,
But he had hair of gray, and there were wrinkles around the eyes.
I waved. I rubbed the mirror with my sleeve.
No matter what I tried, he simply wouldn't leave.
This can't be me, I thought. I am much more svelte.
Just look at the way the belly hangs over his belt!
I also thought it was very queer.
The hair stopped growing atop his head and was growing out of each ear!
Who was this imposter, and what is he doing there,
this man of age with silver in his hair?
Why is my mirror doing this to me?
Having this old man staring back at me?
You came into my life so quick
A beautiful friendship happened in a wink
My feeli
A walk to remember
I wish to have with you.
By the seashore,
In the breez
You told me not to fart mom,
so I didn't eat the beans.
You told me it would smel
A rose for every year,
many smiles for every tear
Way more of the first than ever
Time is like the wind,
Slow and smooth.
Time can change swiftly,
Fast and
They come in waves,
my feelings for you.
And not pretty whitecaps
dancing
No matter what happens in my life,
Sorrow or joy, rain or shine,
Whatever befalls
Do you remember, when we were young, those promises we made?
The promise to be there for
"Shall I compare thee to a summer's day?"
Are the words you'd hear Will Shakespeare say.<
My love for you is like the raging sea,
So powerful and deep it will forever be.
