It's strange the things you remember
And the things you seem to forget.
It's a jamboree of all sorts,
A patchwork of joys and regrets.
You remember the days when you mess up,
The days when sadness brings tears,
But you forget all those small happy moments
When it's laughter that brings you to tears.
If only we could be happy forever,
To look forward, not think of the past,
Our lives would be full of elation,
With sadness a ghost of the past.
In Your Eyes..
It's the memories of you I have
Best Kinds
The best kinds of people are warm and kind.
Life Circle..
When I am born, you are here
True Joy In Life
I'll be happy once I've done this certain thing.
Your Wounds
Time doesn’t heal wounds
Go With Grace
Each morning of this month
Road To Nowhere
I like to blaze new trails
A Float...
Pen and paper are my tools
Forgiveness Is Precious
Some people view forgiveness,
My Perfect Valentine
Observing the stars,
