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 best kinds of people are warm and kind.
They are always there and they never mind.
What do I see in you? Oh boy. Oh boy,
I see mountains and rivers a lifetime of joy,
Of all the things I've ever said,
Of all the tears I've ever shed,
Of all the thi
Don't look for the flaws as you go through life;
And even when you find them,
It's an unexplained feeling that we all hope to find
That wonderful feeling that seems to
I think of her and our time together,
And the tears come to my eye.
I never wante
It's the touch that gives you comfort.
It's the touch that makes you feel.
It's s
The Terrifying Thing About Love
It is a terrifying thing
to watch love
walk in your direction
when you be
I remember when I was small and cool,
I was always playing truant from school.
My
It seemed like a good idea at the time,
But looking back now I cringe just a little.
