Some areas long as hoses
You buy at a garden store.
Mine can be used to smell roses
From a couple of miles or more.
In case you haven't guessed it,
It's noses I'm talking about here,
And although I've never expressed it
As for mine, it's unique, I fear.
For handkerchiefs, it's rough.
It's hard to know what to do.
A small white cloth isn't enough,
So I use a bedsheet or two.
Perhaps I shouldn't be complaining.
Who knows where things went wrong?
Certainly, I should be abstaining
From sticking it where it doesn't belong
May your blessings be many
and your troubles be few.
And may you feel God's prese
The Hardest Thing I'll Ever Do
The hardest thing I'll ever do
Is let go of you
And look forward instead of back
From the moment our eyes met,
My soul could never forget.
You handed me your numb
I have an invisible friend
Who guides me through dark and pain.
She always tells
Shall we take Fall together,
go sifting through the fallen leaves
and gaze upon t
After the fierce midsummer all ablaze
Has burned itself to ashes, and expires
In
Who are you?
Where is the guy that I once knew?
Where did my friend go
an
You told me not to fart mom,
so I didn't eat the beans.
You told me it would smel
I called you late last night
because I needed a friend.
But you, of course, didn'
I am fighting a battle of loneliness and disrespect
My pain with relations has reached it
