Hope is in the springtime,
When the first bird of the year chirps.
When the first bud opens,
And the sweet perfume of flowers is in the air.
Hope is in the summertime,
When the sun shines bright in your eyes.
When the lakes sparkle and shine under the sun,
And when there's laughter in the air.
Hope is in the fall time,
When the leaves fall off the trees,
And crunch under your feet when you walk on them.
When birds fly away to find a warm place to stay.
Hope is in the seasons,
When the first bird chirps,
When the sun is bright in your eyes,
When the leaves fall off the trees,
And when a blanket of white covers everything.
The touch of your hand,
The smell of your hair,
The naughtiness in your smile,
No Such Thing As Happy Endings
The first night they meet
He knew it to be true
This girl who lied before him
The winds are wild
The lightning strikes
The thunder booms
The storm is c
May your blessings be many
and your troubles be few.
And may you feel God's prese
Observing the stars,
You came into mind.
I thought about your love for me.
<Why did you have to go?
Why did you leave me in the dark all alone?
Why did you h
It's that look in your eye.
It's the smile on your face
That makes time slip by,<
To love another with all of your heart
Can be seen as a work of art.
Some people view forgiveness,
As a virtue for the weak.
An act of Mercy undeserve
I told you I loved you.
You didn't hesitate to say it back.
You held me in your a