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.
Tomorrow's Unrevealed Blessings
Never judge the situation by the appearance
But by the Creator, who has your best interes
Some people view forgiveness,
As a virtue for the weak.
An act of Mercy undeserve
The things I've seen will scar me for life.
Growing up, I've seen wrong and very little o
Some feelings are shallow, some feelings are deep.
Some make us smile, some make us weep.
When into sorrow, my poor soul sinks
When a sound of despair in my heart rings
I'
Since all my steps are audience of my past,
a past damasked by relevant joys, pain, growt
Breathe in the fresh air,
Put your mind at ease.
Let down your hair,
Let
Always looking for ways to improve myself,
But I struggle to take that first step.<
Don't look for the flaws as you go through life;
And even when you find them,
Speak The Language Of Your Heart
Each day we wake is such a gift;
No moment's guaranteed.
Tomorrow isn't promised,
