"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.
As you travel on life's way
With its many ups and downs,
Remember it's quite true
I live in most, if not all, children.
Many teenagers neglect me, and usually, all adults
We fight we struggle
We kick and scream
Please let us back in
And wake us
I'll be there for you no matter what.
I'll hold your hand when you're crying from that ba
Love me tomorrow, for it is a new day
Love me again like you did the first day
Lo
Since all my steps are audience of my past,
a past damasked by relevant joys, pain, growt
My Friend, You Know How Precious You Are To Me
Did I tell you I love you?
Did I tell you I care?
Did I tell you I'm happy
<I wish there were words to express how I feel,
But no words I see will do.
No wor
I know so little about you,
But I'm falling in love with you.
I have been since t
I don't have a controller,
And I don't have a screen,
I don't need to be plugged
