Riding Regal's or the 'llacs, we in Chevelle's and Vert's
Skylarks, motorcycles, ATV's with the works
Heart of my heart, the world is young;Love lies hidden in every rose!Every song that the skylark sungOnce, we thought, must come to a close:Now we know the spirit of song,Song that is merged in the chant of the whole,Hand in hand as we wander along,What should we doubt of the years that roll?Alfred Noyes
O happy skylark springing Up to the broad, blue sky, Too fearless in thy winging, Too gladsome in thy singing, Thou also soon shalt lie Where no sweet notes are ringing.
We can cry for years but sometimes gotta smile too.Aberjhani