"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.
Love sits on my shoulder and whispers in my ear.
It tells me how you love me and the word
Some people view forgiveness,
As a virtue for the weak.
An act of Mercy undeserve
Remember when we first did meet,
our hearts rejoiced and skipped a beat.
Remember
She had looked for his coming as warriors come,
With the clash of arms and the bugle's ca
After the fierce midsummer all ablaze
Has burned itself to ashes, and expires
In
My heart literally hurts.
My chest is in pain.
Life without you
Will neve
A little bit of laughter,
A little bit of tears,
A little bit of happiness,
Thank you
For loving me true,
For being no one but you,
For holding my ha
Some areas long as hoses
You buy at a garden store.
Mine can be used to smell ros
I see people laughing and joking all around,
but on my face there is no smile; instead, t
