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badaddidude's spaceMarch 18 Best friendBest friend
Falling in love is such a special thing Made even more so with a wedding ring. But I never thought it would come to this end By falling in love with my best friend.
This and more you have been My confidante, lover, and my best friend And I think that you should know Everyday I pray that our love will grow.
Life means so little without you near, As your love is precious, and I hold it dear. These are my thoughts that I now want you to hear So you’ll know it’s forever that I’ll love you dear.
Copyright 2004 M.J. Mitchell OptionsOptions
Money, to me is worthless, I play for higher stakes. Your love is what I'm after, and I'll do whatever it takes.
I've taken stock, and checked my options, and I've decided to invest A bond is what I'm after, Husband and Wife, as you may have guessed.
The dividends are wonderful, if only just a few. A house, a car, a child or two, and making love with you.
Copyright 2007 M.J.Mitchell Time has run amokTime has run amuck
Like a Moth to a flame I too, am drawn by the light Like a falling star, trapped by gravity Closer, now faster, and closer yet A year seems as a month A month as a week A week as a day And the days are but a blur Time has run amuck I am drawn by an unknown force To an unknown place My time nearly done As I hurry to the light Like a moth to a flame
M.J. Mitchell 2006 Our house
Our House
In the out door, I say black, she says white, Then up the down staircase, and we got us a fight!If I say day, she says night, Then I will say surely, and she will say might. And so on, and so forth, the two of us fight. I’ll say that I love her, and she hates my guts, I call her my Angel, she calls me a putz. Then sometimes at night, when we no longer fight, We’ll snuggle and cuddle until comes a new day’s light. We waken and kiss, and then with a grin, We start into a new one, fightin again!
Copyright MJ Mitchell 2002September comes September comes
September comes my love, and with it comes stormy weather. I may survive, but my love surely will not. It is like cloudy water boiling under a bridge, spilling out over its banks to flood my soul, then drowning it. I chose a lifetime with you, and now I am cheated. My love will not welcome death, and as it dies, so too will all hope. Memories will fade with each tick of the clock. September comes my love, and as it leaves it will take me with it. as my will to fight fades with each passing day. Yes, September comes, and you try not to stop it. I now feel the chill of winter closing in on my heart. The last winter of my life without you leaves me bitterly cold.. I now welcome sleep, to dream no more!
Copyright 2002 M.J. Mitchell |
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