"All I want is love"
This is a poem and a song, kind of like 'Once Upon a December' from Anastasia. At least, I swap the lyrics for this poem instead and hum it to the tune. Originally published 04/2016 edited/revised 07/2023
Fall is in the air, it is something I declare. Gingerly lifting the crunchy leave… so it doesn’t crumble everywhere.
Holly cheer, Christmas is here, oh, how I love This time of year. All the days, are jolly filled,
Verses in a poem, verses in the bible, whatever you may like to read, you always have something reliable… Jesus here’s your voice,
My mama told me again, Jesus will come. and when our time is up, we will here the angels trumpets. My mama told me,
Snow is as white as an Angels gow… and as cold as a heart can be. It lays all over the earths ground… and it freezes the Oceans and seas… Snow is something all children lik…
Happiness is my everything. Happiness is all I need. To know that my friends love me so… is something that makes me feel ha… To know that God is always there,
If you have no place to go, then of course, mine is your home. Don’t be a fool, lease skip the we… come on inside and drink another.
Your eyes, your nose, and your ears, I hold dear. Your dimples,
My shadow is with me every day They follow me all the hours I pl… they trace my footsteps and stick… and visit the next day around morn…
Today is the day, that I am born again. Today is a change, that I am baptized by the hand. I shall be washed clean of all my…
On a cold winters evening, there is a place I would like to b… Snuggled up in my home, by the fire, drinking Tea.
The place I call home is when I’m around you No more sadness or anger you make me feel new. Things happen to me,
Follow you, I will, for the rest… All of us sinners upon the earth, are like, like sheep gone astray. If the morning sun will shine, if the clock would tick back time,
The fresh smell and taste of Summ… The Bluebirds call for it’s unkno… The rays of the sun that kisses yo… The warmth and comfort that fills… The season of planting and growing…
Please little birdy, don’t you cry. I know you must be hurt, because of that trip from the sky. You must be freezing cold,