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 world just sometimes feels like
I don't fit and don't belong,
And even when I
Opposites
I say yes and you say no
I say bye and you say hello
Butterfly'
I am someone who gives all she has every time.
I am someone who talks twice as much as sh
Look at the beauty in her eyes,
a glow that shines like the sunrise.
Her sm
I live with depravity,
Pressure like gravity.
Why can't they just see
I w
Hope Is The Thing With Feathers
"Hope" is the thing with feathers -
That perches in the soul -
And sings the tune
There's this subject called chemistry
how it works is a total mystery
it is an at
I'd give all I have to stay yours,
for you are everything I adore.
You open up th
I saw the stars that shine
When I looked into your eyes.
I felt the pain inside
Tomorrow's Unrevealed Blessings
Never judge the situation by the appearance
But by the Creator, who has your best interes
