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Will you stay with me,
on this darkest day?
If you do, then we'll
lose our troubles far away.

He rode hard, down this trail of love.
A lifetime, a journey
Blessed from above.
Through canyons of sorrow
And much misery
To the happiest hills,
He would ever see.
For the love of family,
That he would cherish forever.
Dear God, please let it be.

A wonderful day.
A sleepless night,
We'll get through this
And all will be right.

Is there someone living inside
this shell of a man,
who writes without thinking
about others who can.
Putting words to the paper
that rests on his knee.
Help me, please stranger
who is inside of me.
Help me free up my
feeling when I think of she.

A radiant smile
in dimmest light,
brightens my day,
fills up my sight
with beauty, rare
dark shiny hair.
Doing a bow,
for a grace
of the heart,
I know now.

From whence came I?
she said to me.
I know not how
to say to thee,
but flee you now,
fast as you can
for he is coming
a ruthless man.

The horns of time
upon my head
reveal a new fear.
That being said;
to run from here
at a fast pace
and escape this long
fall from grace.

The days were many.
The nights did last
but in reflection
they went by too fast.

What is
this thing,
that a Frost
will bring?
Help us
my Lord,
with a
warm Spring.

The words I see
wrapped around your Star,
describes of thee,
the beauty you are.

An inner beauty,
for all to see,
but at this moment,
are all for me.

Your love, I know,
remains here to see,
is only a distant,
missing memory.

Why, on all these days, I can't forget,
I feel like I was rode hard
and put away wet.

Silvered pearls of morning dew
on budded flowers,
catching the Sun passing through,
in the peaceful garden, ours.