"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.
Friends come and go
and love grows, grows, and grows
True friends are trees with
I have a heart and it's quite broken.
I read your words as if they were spoken.
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Speak The Language Of Your Heart
Each day we wake is such a gift;
No moment's guaranteed.
Tomorrow isn't promised,
What do I see in you? Oh boy. Oh boy,
I see mountains and rivers a lifetime of joy,
You're so special - more than you know and more than I show.
You're my soul mate, you're
Leaves crackle and crunch beneath my feet
as l inhale the air that smells so sweet
<You've got quite an easy style
with a tender heart to match,
and how you'd wear a
I'll be happy once I've done this certain thing.
We all say this often, not realizing wha
We knew love had no space.
No choice, but to force it into
tight space. We handle
I'm so sorry I missed your birthday.
A special day, I know it's true.
But birthda
