Tag Archives: Heart

As I Lay My Head Down

As I Lay My Head Downby Michael DoyleWrapped up in the depths of your soulAs we talk along our evening’s strollI see my heroes inside your heartEasily seeing what sets you apartYour words as you touch me deepWhisper you are … Continue reading

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First Principles: ‘Tis the Business of Little Minds To Shrink; But He Whose Heart Is Firm and Whose Conscience Approves His Conduct Will Pursue His Principles Unto Death

“I love the man that can smile in trouble, that can gather strength from distress, and grow brave by reflection. ‘Tis the business of little minds to shrink; but he whose heart is firm, and whose conscience approves his conduct, … Continue reading

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When Tomorrow Comes Your Day

When Tomorrow Comes Your Dayby Michael DoyleWrapped up in the depths of your soulAs we talk along our evening’s strollI see my heroes inside your heartEasily seeing what sets you apartYour words as you touch me deepWhisper you are who … Continue reading

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Long Time, No Talk

Long Time, No Talkby Michael DoyleThough the Lord is my shepherdI think you know, Lord, that it’s inferredThat though I should not, yet I doIt’s been a long time since I’ve talked to youStanding as I am amidst life’s mysteryWondering … Continue reading

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Thought For the Day: Love Is the Answer, At Least Most of the Questions In My Heart

“Love Is the Answer, At Least For Most of the Questions In My Heart.” – Jack Johnson

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Building Castles

Building Castlesby Michael DoyleCastles up highOr castles of sandWhen we’re eye to eyeOr holding handsYou hold my worldWaiting to be uncurledAs we cuddle real tightIn a daylight dream into nightThe beauty of your soulHolds the passion that consolesMaking my life … Continue reading

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Thoughts On Our Partnership 09032020

Thoughts On Our Partnership 09032020by Michael DoyleSmiles into your sleeping dreamWaking into our tomorrow’s sceneThe unseen director calls for actionAll moves and words lead to satisfactionKnowing that your heart holds mineWhile mine holds a bit of your sunshineIt’s a beautiful … Continue reading

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The Tales Told

The Tales Toldby Michael DoyleThe seventh son of the seventh sonKnows he has no choice but to be the oneWho in accord with ancient prophecyMust rise above to embrace his legacyThe tales told are things quite legendaryPressing him to greatness … Continue reading

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Grifted

Griftedby Michael DoyleMaybe I’m feeling more griftedIn the depth of your lies shiftedOne day this and the next day thatIt’s not a statement in anger; it’s just factI get that you love to fake and pretendBut were you even my … Continue reading

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A Good Feeling About…

A Good Feeling About…by Michael DoyleIt looks like we’re in for nasty weatherGod knows that you and I deserve betterPlotted courses are always subject to changeIt’s the simple way of life and nothing strangerSpin offs and rip offs serve to … Continue reading

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