A great beauty has passed from this life.
Of good times and sometimes toil and strife.
Some will say that she went to a better place.
Look at the blue sky or white clouds, you will still see her face.

Movements like a gazelle in flight.
Hair that shone like gold on a moolit night.
Eyes that could touch your soul.
And essence like that of a red rose.

Farrah, you fought hard to stay here on earth with us.
But when God calls you, go you must.
Whenever we feel a summer breeze or April rain.
It will seem like you are near.
And in our hearts, your memory will always remain dear.

The day was nice and sunny.
They were a poor family without a lot of money.
And little Lorrie felt so nice and warm.
When she picked some wildflowers for mom.
Mom had the happiest time.
When she received those wildflowers from her little Valentine.

Icicles hanging on the trees.
Snowflakes dancing in the wind.
Children sledding off the hill.
Enjoying the winter chill.

Wood is popping in the fireplace.
The room is very warm.
Laying in sweetheart's arms.
I can weather any storm.

Five cans of patience.
Five boxes of romance sensation.
Ten cups of sharing.
A gallon of caring.
A bowl of trust.
Honesty a must.
Always put God first.
Salvation for thirst.

They were in a glass caged zoo.
When an earthquake shattered the glass through and through.
They were having such fun.
Before the animals put them on the run.
I know that this may sound crude.
But the animals found them to be tasty food.

On an autumn day pretty as you please.
Lucy the basset hound could be found chasing falling leaves.
Wagging her tail high in the air.
Frolicking around without a care.

A dog's life must be good.
All Lucy has to worry about is chasing leaves.
And crapping in the woods.

I remember the time we said goodbye.
A single tear fell from your eye.
My love was going away.
On a distant trip today.

Her nearness she knew I would surely miss.
Upon my head she placed a kiss.
Even though she left today.
Her heart never did go away.

Upon a TWA jet she flew.
Up in the sky so blue.
A love so true.
I could still feel her kiss as the wind blew.

A leaf blows in the wind.
A flower bends its head to the breeze.
Deer run through the trees.
My sweetheart and I find bliss on a carpet of leaves.

The night caresses the summer sky.
An owl hoots and a bobcat cries.
Raindrops sprinkle softly on the fields.
The night is filled with sweet thrills.

The weatherman said that there would be snow.
But when he looked out the window.
There was no snow, no snow for Christmas.
The weather turned out to be 60 degrees.
Who would have believed.
That Santa had to wear sunglasses and short sleeves.

Love can sometimes be fresh.
Love can sometimes be new.
Love can sometimes make you happy.
And sometimes make you blue.

Love is the light that radiates from your eyes.
Love is your image floating in the skies.

Love is true.
And darling, the only love for me is you.

She was feeling a little depressed down by the pond.
When up to her swam a beautiful swan.
The swan said, I use to feel depressed like you.
And I really didn't know what to do.
But I looked at the beauty and wonder of the sky so blue.
Then my soul felt so brand new.

There's a girl who walks the scenic trail.
The one with the long ponytail.
The way it blows in the breeze.
Can bring a fellow to his knees.

She's pure as sunshine.
Mellow as aged wine.
Mystical as a Hawaiian sunrise.
A beauty bouquet for the eyes.

Our love is written in the stars.
Illuminating the universe from Mercury to Mars.
Our love is floating in the sky.
Dancing above the clouds so high.

Our love is sung by the wind.
Echoed by the thunder.
Caressed by the rain.
A thing of beauty and wonder.

Our love is touched by the sun.
Blessed by God.
Etched in the heart.
Destined to last forever from the start.

When she said these words, let's only be friends.
He felt like his world was coming to an end.
And his hurting, breaking heart could never mend.
He knew that it was a mental sin.
But he just couldn't visualize anyone but himself.
Romantically loving his sweet friend.

The sun said, look at me.
I am so warm and sunny you see.
The rain said, feel me.
I am so cool and refreshing you see.

The wind said, fly with me.
And float so gently upon the breezes.
The trees said, lay under me.
You two lovers can make such sweet love you see.

You are the sun.
You are the moon.
You are the happy tunes.
My heart sings in June.

You are the flower.
That blooms in my heart after an April shower.
You are the star that shines so bright.
You are the love that makes my life so right.

You are the wind that blows through my hair.
Your love, like God, I feel everywhere.

Precious as a rose in bloom.
Treasured more than a gold filled room.
Jewels are the moments spent with you.
Diamonds are your love so true.

Your love is my treasure.
Happiness beyond measure.
My *** of gold at the end of the rainbow.
My desert flower that always grows.

I bask in your love.
I delight in your kiss.
I glide in your heart.
I swim in your soul.

I'm rich beyond compare.
Knowing that for me you will care.
You are my sunrise in the morning.
My stars at night.

You are my fresh morning air.
My cool running spring.
My dew on the flowers.
My pretty sweet thing.

He knelt before her and started to bawl.
She said, if you want me back.
You will have to beg and crawl.
He did as he was told.
For him her love was worth more than gold.

She was stretched out on a white bearskin rug.
Purring like a kitten.
Waiting for her boyfriend to come get his milk.
Wearing her negligee of pure blue silk.
She was looking so fine.
As her ******* dripped of white wine.

Sweet as a candy cane.
A tongue tickle from sweetheart in the rain.
Tongue tips touching and flicking.
Sweet taste of raindrops lip licking.
Eye love dancing face to face.
This is how sweet love tastes.

He wanted a Florida getaway.
But his bills took all of his pay.
So he bought a picture of some palm trees.
And a CD with sounds of the wind and sea.
Got out a few beers.
Gave a toast and said cheers.

He decided to srart a business.
And stop all of his out of work silliness.
So he started a bikini buzz cut business.
Buzz haircuts given by pretty chicks in bikinis.
Who looked like models of fitness.
His business was a big success.
That was the end of his lack of money stress.

Scott wanted to make the football team.
So for him all the girls would scream.
He was the school's Einstein.
But in football his specialty was riding the pine.

Love, darling, is you.
Your love cascaded down the waterfalls of your heart.
To my thirsty soul.
Your love filled the crevices of my life.
Your love is my lighthouse.
My beacon in the night.
I found home in your heart.

She quietly sips her drink.
He gives her the eye.
She smiles.
He walks to her table.
Showing his flashy style.
They talk about everything.
For tonight, she plans on making him her plaything.

Half moon,
Brilliant stars,
The air is brisk.
Sweetheart's warm kiss.

A horse neighs.
Two lovers in the hay.
The coming of fall.
Cool love calls.

In a crystal ball, she sees it all.
Wonderful things big and small,
The colors of fall,
Blue skies and waterfalls,
Happy children at play,
People living the godly way.

Looking into her eyes made him free.
Like a bird flying over the sea.
Just like soaring in the great blue skies.
He got lost in her paradise eyes.
Blue as they could be.
Those paradise eyes made him in true love believe.

He thought that he had game.
But she thought that he was so lame.
He would take her out for free dinners at the church.
She thought that he was such a ****.
He would take her for free concerts in the park.
And only drink free fountain park water until after dark.

Your face is smiling and inviting.
Kiss so exciting.
Lips so sweet.
Taste like a peach.

Your face is framed in my mind.
Painted in my heart.
Tattooed on my soul.
Sketched on my skin.
Part of my very being.

Gretchen loved to smoke Cuban cigars.
And she liked to hang out at the local bar.
She was very good at shooting pool.
And all the guys thought that she was really cool.
Gretchen was tough as any man.
But she ended up married and the sweetest mom in the land.

Raindrops fall from the sky.
Stars shine from the heavens.
Snow blows off the mountains.
All gifts from God.

God sent me an angel.
That angel my darling is you.
The greatest gift of a love so true.
Who has stood by me my whole life through.

When this life on earth is past.
Through eternity, the gift of love will last.

What a magical night.
I drowned in your caress.
I'll always remember how cute you looked.
In your silk mini dress.

Pretty long legs.
All lovely and tan.
Looking so good.
You could light up a baseball stand.

When you walked.
All the guys' heads did turn.
For a moment with you.
They would walk through fire.
And get burned.

Sweetheart and I on a Caribbean Sea float.
Enjoying the beautiful day on a glass bottom boat.
Looking at all the pretty fish.
Being with the one who fulfills my every wish.
A shark looked at sweetheart with a hungry swish.
But today sweetheart will be my sweet dish.

The way sweetheart's fingers touch my skin makes my heart flutter.
I am so spellbound from her kiss my speech becomes stutter.
On this morning nothing can go wrong.
With sweetheart in my arms and the sound of a hummingbird song.

In a castle made of ice.
Love was so nice.
The passion was so hot that sweetheart and I felt.
The ice began to melt.

She was called Sweet Peaches.
She had some of the prettiest features.
Honey blonde hair and emerald green eyes.
She looked so sweet making fried peach pies.
She was the best cook from miles around.
And the sweetest lady in her small southern town.

She told him that he was her secret love.
He told her that he already knew.
For he felt it too.
A love feeling that was so true.
Who would have knew.
While she was peeking at him.
He was peeking at her too.

He was drinking coffee out of a cup.
When his garbage disposal started acting up.
He stuck his hand down into the garbage disposal to find out what had gone wrong.
The garbage disposal started mysteriously working again on its own.
He lost four fingers and a thumb that day.
He screamed, hollored, and cried in the ambulance on the highway.

He ****** his wife off and went to bed.
And on his soft pillow he laid his head.
His wife sneaked into the kitchen after he had gone to sleep.
And got back into bed without making a peep.
She slammed him on the head with a frying pan.
And into the hospital ICU he did land.

One sunny day sweetheart and I were put into a nature trance.
Watching the butterflies dance.
Floating here and floating there.
Spreading beauty everywhere.
One softly landed upon sweetheart's hair.
Then lightly drifted into the air.

He looked at her by starlight.
She looked so beautiful in the night.
She had milk and honey skin.
And silky black hair blowing in the wind.
Her eyes were blue as the sea.
And she was lovely to look at under the palm trees.

She was a rich girl from the city.
Prim, proper, and oh so pretty.
She wanted to live the country life.
Find a husband and become a wife.
She finally found her a hardworking man.
Built a cabin and lived off the land.

He knew that something just was not quite right.
As he tried to hold her in the night.
She was so cold to him when he touched her.
That he got frostbite.
He just had to get out of bed.
And drink a Coke to clear his head.

Soft and mello.
Sweet like jello.
That's how you felt when I held you on the dance floor.

Eyes closed.
As we took our whirl.
Felt like I was in dream world.

Bodies entwined as they played our favorite song.
Sparks that you send.
God I prayed that this slow dance would never end.

White clouds,
Morning breeze,
Ripples in the pond,
Dancing trees.

Tall grass blowing.
Our love growing.
Sunlight shimmering.
Sweet love simmering.

All the guys fell at her feet.
Because she looked so sweet.
Walking in the rain under her yellow umbrella.
Smiling at all the fellas.
To be under that yellow umbrella was their wish.
So that they could cover such a sweet dish.

He had been pulled into a bad other world by demons.
Now he was trying to escape.
He was almost out.
Just a little more effort and he would have freedom.
But the demons were too stong.
They pulled him right back into hell.

Her sweet love flows down the waterfalls of my soul.
Her sweet love climbs the mountains of my heart.
Her sweet love flows through the rivers of my life.
Her sweet love seeps through the windows of my mind.
Her sweet love flies on the wings of my prayer.
Her sweet love sustains me like the air.