center I saw my doppelgänger Early this morning When I woke up And started shaving
It’s mid-April glorious spring in… Hydrangeas roses red and violets b… Radiant flow’rs wiping away winter… Blossoms matching the rainbow’s ev… Sadly, in Kyiv no flowery gardens
We’re holding our breaths Waiting for a miracle To change the outcome But the prognosis is grim Chances for success are slim
Giant balls of fire Lit up the ebony sky Terrorizing all Houses left and right Set ablaze heavenly flames
Now let me tell you about my frien… Who I’ve known for many years He thought he’s done with life Then she came! and happiness appea… Aye! she’s the sun shining in the…
Even the worst of days Have enjoyable moments And the morning sun May hide behind clouds so grey Remember that beautiful roses
We spend a lifetime Waiting for the great moments Hoping it’s heav’n sent Forgetting small things That color our every day
Three o’clock in the morning He woke up, quickly out of bed He’s ready, though still yawning To go to mass, with eyes so red For it’s nine days till Christmas
He could taste the salt in the air As they walked by the frothy sea It was so cold but they didn’t car… Her face is all that he could see They hugged tightly to keep warm
Tied to the bedroom door, a yellow… His heart skipped, throbbing in hy… As the nervous thrill of anticipat… Overcame him completely, yes indee… For there it is, in unblushing fas…
Surrender not; hope, give up never Look east! Rising, the radiant su… Soonest, it’s rays will warm us al… Light shall banish darkness, and w… Fret not therefore, the Lord shal…
Mid-morning a bird flew by Cardinal in crimson robes Vivid against the blue sky In a flash swiftly she goes In her beaks a dragonfly
At last, snow has melted from moun… Creating tiny rivulets, then white… Cascading, thundering into mighty… Soon, cold weather will only be in… Buds are appearing in small tree…
Fall at last; daylight savings now… Got an extra hour to linger in bed But days seem shorter, evenings co… Alerting us of cold weather ahead! Now autumn leaves smother fields o…
Aye! She talks too much She makes a short story long Phrases into song But he loves her nonetheless For she’s lovely that’s our guess
