Baby today we can meet in the sky, and be two birds flying high.
We can go anywhere we choose. Fly to an island or two.
We can try the island food and swim together in a hot tub.
We can sing our own song, and smile and love and kiss all day long.
We can play with the nature and look at its beauty, and laugh at each other with all of our feathers.
You can wrap me with your strong wings and make me feel protected, I will place my body under your wings.
We will take to the air and fly together, making love in the air.
Love birds we will be in this day, making time for all our playful ways.
Yes, we can be what we want, for we are blessed by God and heaven sweet mist.
Yes, we thank God for this love we have, we will shine bright as stars and give thanks throughout time.
Love we walked on the clouds, and watched the birds, they laughed at us as we floated around.
We held hands under the sun, and laughed and played as we rolled on the clouds.
The clouds so soft and comfy, felt like our love that is so fulfilling.
Love we looked up over the clouds, we dreamed of heaven, and waited to see if it was going to send us a message, we looked at each other and knew our love was the message.
We watched the moon and the stars, they sparkled like our love, bright and beautiful, making me sigh in awe.
Living without walls, able to move back and forth through the clouds, makes me feel like you have always been mine, making my thoughts float around with joy and happiness.
Sometimes I feel the dark clouds roll around, making me think that you are feeling dark and unkind. Turn away from the dark and stay in the light, for I do not want you to get lost in the dark of the night.
Your love is always on time, and stays on my mind, making me feel you in this time and rhyme.
Lifting prayers to God, today and always.
It feels so nice
To see them walking hand in hand
It feels so nice
To see them leading a peaceful life
It feels so nice
seeing them raising their kids together
It feels so nice
seeing them supporting each other
It feels so nice
looking at them serving God together
It feels so nice
seeing them pray together
It feels so nice singing together
It feels so nice
seeing them laughing, jesting and joking together
Love is powerful
Love is stronger
Love is awesome
It feels so nice
Seeing them walking together
Oh! It feels so nice to see them happy
IT FEELS SO NICE
By Sylvia Semo
Why do we have pairs of scissors?
Since that's how they've always been known,
why do we care why we call them a pair
when one is no good on its own?
The same thing applies to our trousers,
just wearing the one would be daft,
just showing one knee, ugly veins you could see
and I don't think I'd cope with the draught.
The same thing applies to my spectacles,
another I couldn't let pass,
since one on its own as a monocle it's known
so why not just call it a glass?
I asked my good Lady's opinion,
she said 'oh, that's quite plain to see,
as a pair we get on, and the jobs all get done
but you'd be useless without me'.
Spitting on the happy couple at Greek weddings
Is a tradition that the bride and groom are really dreading
There's another disgusting practice
An exhibition of much flatulence
By guests uttering “FTOU” it prevents bed-wetting
(Look it up LOL)
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