My Best Friend
When I'm lonely in my solitary bed
I have a friend who comes to me
He's always there to comfort me
When I'm sick and trapped he sets me free
We never speak a word but always talk
He is always friendly in his chat
We cuddle close and I pet him
My confession is he's a cat
Sitting On My Roof
Sitting on my roof watching the people go by
Seeing each person trying to make it higher than the last guy
But I just sit and wonder why
They don't just lay back and watch their spirits fly
Noon Winds
Take a trip to wherever the noon winds may blow
Cause no matter how far the noon winds go
It'll never go past where God's beauty may grow
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