Soron
The Evil One
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I sit here and try to think of the words that are worthy to describe the most important person in my life, and I find myself looking back on this past year. We both came to Lit at the same time. And, gradually as I started to post more, I met you. We became fast friends, and as things progressed, very close friends. I have had the honor and the pleasure of your company three times in that year. So, excuse me while I indulge here.
Arden, you are a wonderful cook. I love being your guinea pig. You are an intelligent and caring woman, and a good mother to your children. You always go out of your way to take care of my wants and needs. Your sense of right and wrong is admirable. Not only are you a good artist but an artist of words and thoughts as well. I admire you for what you have accomplished in your life.
I see you as a sexy, beautiful, witty, and very loving woman. I value you as my best friend, my confidante, and my lover. And, if you'll have me, I want to spend the rest of my life with you, when the time comes. Happy birthday, darlin'.
TOMORROW IS A LONG TIME
(Bob Dylan)
If today was not an endless highway,
If tonight was not a crooked trail,
If tomorrow wasn't such a long time,
Then lonesome would mean nothing to you at all.
Yes, and only if my own true love was waitin',
Yes, and if I could hear her heart a-softly poundin',
Only if she was lyin' by me,
Then I'd lie in my bed once again.
I can't see my reflection in the waters,
I can't speak the sounds that show no pain,
I can't hear the echo of my footsteps,
Or can't remember the sound of my own name.
Yes, and only if my own true love was waitin',
Yes, and if I could hear her heart a-softly poundin',
Only if she was lyin' by me,
Then I'd lie in my bed once again.
There's beauty in the silver, singin' river,
There's beauty in the sunrise in the sky,
But none of these and nothing else can touch the beauty
That I remember in my true love's eyes.
Yes, and only if my own true love was waitin',
Yes, and if I could hear her heart a-softly poundin',
Only if she was lyin' by me,
Then I'd lie in my bed once again.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY ARDEN
I sit here and try to think of the words that are worthy to describe the most important person in my life, and I find myself looking back on this past year. We both came to Lit at the same time. And, gradually as I started to post more, I met you. We became fast friends, and as things progressed, very close friends. I have had the honor and the pleasure of your company three times in that year. So, excuse me while I indulge here.
Arden, you are a wonderful cook. I love being your guinea pig. You are an intelligent and caring woman, and a good mother to your children. You always go out of your way to take care of my wants and needs. Your sense of right and wrong is admirable. Not only are you a good artist but an artist of words and thoughts as well. I admire you for what you have accomplished in your life.
I see you as a sexy, beautiful, witty, and very loving woman. I value you as my best friend, my confidante, and my lover. And, if you'll have me, I want to spend the rest of my life with you, when the time comes. Happy birthday, darlin'.
TOMORROW IS A LONG TIME
(Bob Dylan)
If today was not an endless highway,
If tonight was not a crooked trail,
If tomorrow wasn't such a long time,
Then lonesome would mean nothing to you at all.
Yes, and only if my own true love was waitin',
Yes, and if I could hear her heart a-softly poundin',
Only if she was lyin' by me,
Then I'd lie in my bed once again.
I can't see my reflection in the waters,
I can't speak the sounds that show no pain,
I can't hear the echo of my footsteps,
Or can't remember the sound of my own name.
Yes, and only if my own true love was waitin',
Yes, and if I could hear her heart a-softly poundin',
Only if she was lyin' by me,
Then I'd lie in my bed once again.
There's beauty in the silver, singin' river,
There's beauty in the sunrise in the sky,
But none of these and nothing else can touch the beauty
That I remember in my true love's eyes.
Yes, and only if my own true love was waitin',
Yes, and if I could hear her heart a-softly poundin',
Only if she was lyin' by me,
Then I'd lie in my bed once again.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY ARDEN
