There is
an oak that sits...
For every mile I go I miss you more
2,540 miles away from home...
Through breath of lavender,
rain freshly fallen...
Its been a while now!
That forever didn't show up...
A day to call out a history
Freely, I let out this sole heart...
When I see a falling snow flake,
floating down from the sky...
I might can't be with you when your skies bleed.
When sadness, depression and loneliness rains...
I was adopted from an orphanage
I never knew until I was twenty years of age...
Boys point of view.
I was going to give you flowers, but I threw them...
All I have is pulsating beats
of a heart that has pondered...
Take my hand and hold it tight,
I'll lead you through the dark of night...
Miss Marigold passed today
After eighty some odd years...