Death with its deep mysterious eye… Its arms softened by the moonlit a… Its legs with that of a playful ga… In pursuit of me down the mountain… Skiing around the wicked cliffs wi…
Up high on the stage, Where hours melt into minutes, And minutes into seconds, And seconds into nothing, Where music eats up time
Touchdown One last drive is all we got When our battle ends, so well we f… We arose from volcanoes through al… Strewing fire like swarming maniac…
From dust to dust and poets to the… and words go down with sunken ship… Vibrating words no longer rattle t… and the prose no longer tastes tha… The tides and the moon are no long…
You, the one I chose to fight for… To make your days free of slavery, To clear the path for your inherit… To walk upon as all free men do, To choose your own leaders,
The boasting at the edge of dawn, The artwork of a million hands, Wearing flamboyant costumes Of red, orange, and yellow, Spicing up the mood of the day,
Snow covered north side of Myers… but south side green grass in summ… as we drive on through the country… and the transition of the season u… A warming of the side that faces t…
Wishing you were here with me I’m in love with you Can’t live without your embrace I can’t eat or sleep My days are lonely and sad
The Switch Mother Nature, that cruel unforgi… Riding away with pleasure in its f… Up and over green meadows into dar… Where life lay motionless in its f…
The inside voice in an outside man Of stammering speech as life began… A child of the times but a father… A rapid advancement as the years s… Calling heaven’s language from dee…
What I can’t see doesn’t mean that I shouldn’t have faith in it. I can’t see God, but it doesn’t mean he isn’t there. I can’t see the Holy Spirit that’s within me, but it doesn’t mean...
—R.I.P.— —Sgt. John Smith. 1985 – 2017 - —Killed in action— —On May 27, 2017 - —In Afghanistan—
Poor ole’ Fuddy-duddie Biddie Bl… It’s too hot, too cold, too dry fo… Too wonderful, spectacular, too gr… Too blue, too green, too red, too… Perfection is the worst of the wor…
I would have gone to Tokyo to represent the United States in the Olympics, but I was too fast, too strong, and too powerful. I would have smoked all the rest of the athletes. I have too...
The woman sat in her rocking chair with a look of indifference on her face. No longer was life and death a fascination for her, for she had lived and died with a keen memory of it for ...