There's beauty in the struggle,
There's feeling in pain.
For every painstaking mistake,
There are lessons you can name.
No one is excluded
From life's many trials,
Not even a scrape on the knee
From an innocent child.
It's true, most lessons do hurt.
Some more than others,
Some short and temporary,
Some smothering with suffering.
Some beautiful with love,
Like a baby and mother.
Some are a constant battle,
Like, sister and brother.
There are lessons we must learn
About how to love one another.
Life may not let me select my lot,
But whether I'd be happy or not...
That is my
What if we were really true
And said everything we thought
Could we then stop fee
The winds are wild
The lightning strikes
The thunder booms
The storm is c
When we were born with no possession.
The love received was our concession.
No wo
The wind whistles past my ears.
Closing my eyes, I lose all my fears.
The waves c
Life is like an old house; it gets used,
worn-out and old.
Then it's time to move
Be The Best Of Whatever Who You Are
If you can't be a pine on the top of the hill,
Be a scrub in the valley — but be
You may see me struggle,
but you won't see me fall.
Regardless if I'm weak or not
Shall we take Fall together,
go sifting through the fallen leaves
and gaze upon t
There are moments in our life we'll always treasure.
Tiny fragments from our past, rememb
