Can't say or do anything
Cant even hug at all...

The gift of a girl
Is herself and her heart...

I will tell you
God is my anchor...

You live in this dark hole
At times you climb out...

If one could turn back the clock,
Changing just a few minutes of one day...

There once was a man
who had a friend he trust...

This girl
She is pretty neat...

My dear girl
You feel and think you don't rate...

I told you
I would tell you...

Been a while since I have written anything on here...
Life still goes on...

Does one ever know from
whence love comes...

Your not alone
Yet you may feel so...