Love is like the wild rose-briar, Friendship like the holly-tree— The holly is dark when the rose-briar blooms But which will bloom most constantly? The wild-rose briar is sweet in the spring, Its summer blossoms scent the air; Yet wait till winter comes again And who will call the wild-briar fair? Then scorn the silly […]
Who prop, thou ask’st in these bad days, my mind? He much, the old man, who, clearest-souled of men, Saw The Wide Prospect, and the Asian Fen, And Tmolus hill, and Smyrna bay, though blind. Much he, whose friendship I not long since won, That halting slave, who in Nicopolis Taught Arrian, when Vespasian’s brutal […]
without knowing you have helped me you are my mate your a good friend just being you you have changed me showing me how to be confident believe more in myself become more assertive I have been there for you You have been there for me I will always be there for you you have […]
Friendship is a box of secrets That you can’t let go But if there are beautiful colors Friendship is like a rainbow. It is also loyal and true And it’s true to you and me. You and me are sisters, don’t you see? We are always going to be. Friendship is something we can trust […]
When you are old and grey and full of sleep, And nodding by the fire, take down this book, And slowly read, and dream of the soft look Your eyes had once, and of their shadows deep; How many loved your moments of glad grace, And loved your beauty with love false or true, But […]
Periwinkle dusk cradled in meringue-d moon – Beams with tinged sun-drops each echoing its own Crooning –love for day’s sweet end, far-flung skinny oaks And ocher-ed waves of spindly marshes dance in the Salty drink, architectural perspectives paint The gentleness of each sentry’s uniform Tenderly embracing reflection-ed wetness Slowly emptying the tendril-ed ribbon-ed Salty streams […]
Who prop, thou ask’st in these bad days, my mind? He much, the old man, who, clearest-souled of men, Saw The Wide Prospect, and the Asian Fen, And Tmolus hill, and Smyrna bay, though blind. Much he, whose friendship I not long since won, That halting slave, who in Nicopolis Taught Arrian, when Vespasian’s brutal […]
I saw a lonely little boy, walking down a railroad track I didn’t see a trace of joy as I looked back If I see him again, I know what I’ll do Say, Hi there friend, Let’s play! me and you. by Sammy Lane Sharp
I saw a lonely little boy, walking down a railroad track I didn’t see a trace of joy as I looked back If I see him again, I know what I’ll do Say, Hi there friend, Let’s play! me and you. by Sammy Lane Sharp
Kill me not Till I love you. Call me not Till faith hate you. Live in the heart core Love like a hardcore. Laze like a flowerbed Be gazed like cool shed. Lean as a ripe fruit Rain like parachute. Open the heart like sky Let me be there and fly. Till the day I […]
