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| ~~Bê Mÿ Friëñd.~~ |
Be My Friend. I walk out here looking. The beauty I found here. I never thought I be seeing. The colors of friendship out there. For I have the highest peak to climb today. To seek for that truth within me. To adventure behond......this day. To let a friend help me see. I find me wondering and drifting. Mother nature is trying to share. I 'll walk here and let time and love begin sifting. But my friend does alway care. There are times I turn away. Not wanting to hear you. Knowning that you say is to true. That is what makes you my best friend to stay. So at this hour I bow my head. Say what is on my mind to you in a pray. Look out and see you were always there and not dead. Bye for now thanks for being there again.. What can I say? ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Dusty | ||||||||||||||||
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Are You Sure? by Jocelyn We're sure of the beauty. Of spring trees in bud. No question of laughter. To watch kids in the mud. We're sure of the feeling. The warmth of the sun. After skippen rocks and wet. A long day of fun. We're sure of the pleasure .Of hard work with hands. The night time comes sweetly. Eyes sprinkled with sand. We're sure of the angels .Sent down with a mission. To gently guide and love us. Open eyes to the vision. We're sure of the moon. So full of lighted glory .As sure as the happy ending .Of that fairy tale story. Not sure of the love sitting at the door .Not sure of hearts, tired and blue .Not sure to trust. The next time it rolls thru .We're sure at the time. We won't know what to do. | ~~Årê ¥õu §urè?~~ | ||||||||||||||||
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| ~~§tãír Rã~~ |
The Stair Rail of Life... Hand rail of life, holding us steady. Touching the spirits of lives good and strong. Drawing our strength from, faith/humanity. The sighs of yesterday, carry us to tomorrow. Keep me strong, lest i forget to breath. Look around, remember why we are here. Not for selfish indignance, But for mankind and what we have to offer. Up the stairs, one at a time. Timidly placing one in front of the other. Slowly, cautiously looking ahead. Following some, learning from the ones who pass. Get to the top, raise our hands in glory, Turn and look back, helping others up. Welcoming those we pass to start again. Remembering they will be at the top; WITH A HELPING HAND............ jocelyn.. | ||||||||||||||||
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