A dream is something that you follow because you believe in it. If you stop believing in your dreams then you risk never knowing if they are only dreams. Happiness is a dream that most people would like to find but forego that to live in a state of what
Poem
With My Heart In Her Hands
My head’s in a spin My heart’s in a whirl My life is the best Because of this girl The more that I give The more is returned She now has my heart It’s what she has earned I long for her smile Her warmth and her charm With my
Two Girls & A Boy
Out of the trouble Out of the strife Two girls and a boy Walked into my life I’ve dropped my defence I feel I’m off guard If I’m not careful I know I’ll be scarred I’m so very happy I feel so damn nice My love is returned Not double,
Farewell to Libby
Another bad choice It’s not about luck I’ve got to stop putting Myself in this muck I fell for her comfort Her warmth and her wit I should have known better I feel such a twit I opened myself up I know that I shouldn’t If I wasn’t a softie
The Policeman’s Farewell
A short little note to say but goodbye It’s better on paper as think I might cry The songs we did sing will stretch memories far As there’s no more Ta-Ran and no more Ta-Ra I’ve made some good friends and I’m willing to bet The times we have had