The moon has a face like the clock in the hall;
She shines on thieves on the garden wall,
On streets and fields and harbour quays,
And birdies asleep in the forks of the trees.
The squalling cat and the squeaking mouse,
The howling dog by the door of the house,
The bat that lies in bed at noon,
All love to be out by the light of the moon.
But all of the things that belong to the day
Cuddle to sleep to be out of her way;
And flowers and children close their eyes
Till up in the morning the sun shall arise.
Laughter is a gift
It doesn't mean your fit
But it will soften any tension
<Look at the stars tonight
As we see the same light
And in that moment
It
You told me not to fart mom,
so I didn't eat the beans.
You told me it would smel
Never give up,
Never give in.
Move onward and upward with strength from within.
Sometimes you have to push yourself just to get out of bed.
You stay up 'til 2 am just wi
A little bit of laughter,
A little bit of tears,
A little bit of happiness,
Every tone of life
Makes a note for you.
Every word of life
Makes a phras
A best friend is the one
who you can
talk to when no one is around
A best
You used me.
I thought you were the key,
But the truth is that you used me,
But I have to be honest
I just don't know-how
My heart aches
For yet anot
