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.
Breathe in the fresh air,
Put your mind at ease.
Let down your hair,
Let
Speak The Language Of Your Heart
Each day we wake is such a gift;
No moment's guaranteed.
Tomorrow isn't promised,
The time will come
when, with elation,
you will greet yourself arriving
a
The touch of your hand,
The smell of your hair,
The naughtiness in your smile,
I see you in my thoughts and dreams.
When I awake, how real it seems.
You aren't
As you travel on life's way
With its many ups and downs,
Remember it's quite true
I waited, and you didn't come.
I called, and you didn't answer.
I knocked, but yo
Tomorrow's Unrevealed Blessings
Never judge the situation by the appearance
But by the Creator, who has your best interes
How did this happen I continue to ask?
As I get online waiting for time to pass
Y
I wish I could run away, I wish I could hide
From all the pain he has caused me inside.
