Chemical balance is so irenic
There's no gain in poisoning the well...
Ceaselessly guarding your respect and esteem
I wait for endless chances to serve you...
This year, I was young and wild.
The year I won't ever forget...
Champagne and fireworks have been bought.
New Year's resolutions have been forgot...
The three witches went walking; as the sun went...
Dragging their spell cauldron; the little black...
Twas the night before
and all through the land...
If love is just a word how come it hurts so much...
I take a long look around,
And all I can see...
The lights come on
press play and feel the beat...
Anxiety seizes my lungs, conrols my heart.
It grips my very soul, and rips me apart...
Happy days,
Wondrous praise...
A St. Andrews cross that bore thirteen stars
Pride and Heritage, written in memoirs...