"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.
Some areas long as hoses
You buy at a garden store.
Mine can be used to smell ros
Go With Grace
Each morning of this month
When you rise upon your bed,
May it be with renewed grace
To face the
How did this happen I continue to ask?
As I get online waiting for time to pass
Y
It's getting late, I must go
I had a beer where did it go
I had to pee. I know it
If you awake to one more dreary day,
an empty heart with empty hours to kill,
rem
It was a late night in September,
The beginning of autumn,
When the image of a st
I have an invisible friend
Who guides me through dark and pain.
She always tells
You are my love, my life, and my queen.
You possess all the love, care, and hope that I w
It's done and it's over
I'm through with misery
No more sadness
No more y
There's none to compare to you,
When we're apart I feel so blue.
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