Ever since we first met....

Ever since we first met,
Your all I had in mind.

There is something in you,
Your so beautiful, your so kind.

When I looked deep into your eyes,
I knew that you were an angel in disguise.

I knew that you were an angel,
An angel that had fallen from the skies.

I wished so dearly that you came for me,
To share our pain, to share our love.

To make this lonely world,
much like yours up above.

I often spoke about you,
Telling my friends what I feel.

And how you had broken into my heart,
A heart that I had been trying so hard to seal.

Whenever we came upon a time to talk,
Words never came out right.

Its never what I meant to say,
No matter how hard I tried to reach your light.

I once was ready to share what I felt,
And had brought a flower to help me through,
In finally telling you after all these times.

But everything shattered when I saw you.

You were like and angel in a peaceful garden,
Joyfully dancing through vast fields of flowers.

That's when it came clear to me,
That I was only a simple human with nothing to offer.

There are so many else out there,
That are more than happy to be with you.

With a lot more to offer, a lot more to give,
While I'm one of those who has nothing we can do.

But dreams a special dream all their lives,
With a knowledge that it may never come true.

I want you to know that if my dream ever came true,
It would only be to be with you.

Come to me in my dreams…………………

Come to me in my dreams, and then

The day will be fine again!

So the night wills more than pay

The desperate desire of the day.

Come on, a thousand times cam’st

Messenger climate radiant

And the smile in your new world and

As kind to others than me!

Or, as indeed does cam’s

Come and let me dream of truth,

And part of my hair and kissing my forehead

And to say that I love you because you allow?

Come to me in my dreams, and then

The day I’ll be fine again!

So the best night of wages

The desperate desire of the day.

Love and a question of Robert Frost

A stranger came to the door at night

And just talked about her husband.

He wore a green-white stick in hand,

And all the burden of care.

He asked his eyes more than lips

For a shelter for the night,

And he turned and looked away from the road

Without light window.

Husband is out on the porch

With “Let the sky

And the question of what the night to be

Stranger, You and Me “

Honeysuckle leaves covering the yard

honeysuckle berries were blue,

Autumn, yes, winter was the wind;

“Strange, I wonder.”

Inside, the bride in the dark alone

Bent over an open fire,

His face pink with red hot coals

And the thought of heart’s desires.

The husband looked at the weary road,

However, he saw, but within it,

And his heart wanted in a case of gold

And stuck with a silver pin.

The bridegroom thought it little to give

A handout of bread, a purse,

A prayer from my heart to God’s poor

Or for the rich a curse;