Finger of fate points at me
the future is mine to see...

Natures fine beauty
reflected by everything here...

She told me her name
and looked me and smiled...

Have you ever thought of this?
You could betray with a kiss...

A fictitious prose
narrative of book length...

On stems of a rose
are many a horn...

I'm dreaming this afternoon
that you will be here so soon...

It's time for us to stand on our own two feet
yet we all need a helping hand, now and then...

The wind beneath my wings is the air I breathe
to see it destroyed would surely make me seethe...

You are a bridge over a raging river
I have faith You will always deliver...

July 24 1915 is a birthdate
I will soon most likely celebrate...

I hope you're lucky, best of wishes
I need your love, need your kisses...