"Hope" is the thing with feathers -
That perches in the soul -
And sings the tune without the words -
And never stops - at all -
And sweetest - in the gale - is heard -
And sore must be the storm -
That could abash the little Bird
That kept so many warm -
I've heard it in the chillest land -
And on the strangest Sea -
Yet - never - in Extremity,
It asked a crumb - of me.
Why Did I Break Up With The Guy I Love?
You poison me with your eyes,
Your lips curving, drawing me in.
How can you trust
Look at the stars tonight
As we see the same light
And in that moment
It
Life is a long-distance journey
With ups and downs,
Twist and turns,
With
I look into a broken mirror,
I seek to see why I am still living.
when I look aro
She has a special way
Of turning around my terrible day.
She makes all the bad th
Nothing Like A Fifth Grade Crush
There's nothing like a fifth-grade crush.
When you see that girl it's such a rush.
<Listen to my heart as it screams your name.
Look into my eyes as you fix the pain.
<My dog has a special twist,
She can't go a day unkissed.
She's not
"Shall I compare thee to a summer's day?"
Are the words you'd hear Will Shakespeare say.<
If ice cream could be grown on the treetop,
Tiny tummies would be liking it lots.
