Two different sides of the track With no strings attached He saw black and, it was beautiful Some kind of way we just flowed Almost rhythmic I asked him.. "What do you see in me" He replied in the sweetest tone.. "I see myself" Every note was like silk to my skin My ears inhaled the sound Composedly I lay there and watch him As he plays for me.... SAX~ Author: Unknown
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My grandparents were not born with silver spoons Every dime was earned That house down the hill, that fancy car, those intelligent offspring Yes they had it all "Perfect" you ask? Oh no, not even close, but somehow royalty ran through their veins They're gone now, but that same blood still flows The inheritance left behind was worth more than gold Dignity, pride, confidence, loyalty, power, respect, and the never changing word of God I honorably carry this with me daily, so will my children and my children's children Family Jewels.... Author: Unknown |
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