"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.
Hold onto your dream while mindful of time.
Optimism required, let your light shine.
Listen to my heart as it screams your name.
Look into my eyes as you fix the pain.
<You're the beauty in the sunrise,
The soft warmth shining in the trees.
Joyful li
Life's brevity, so bittersweet,
depends upon just one heartbeat.
Brief as dusk an
I've never been the type to say what I feel
So basically I keep everything inside
I'd give all I have to stay yours,
for you are everything I adore.
You open up th
I am worthy. There is nothing
that can or will happen today that
could convince m
When we were born with no possession.
The love received was our concession.
No wo
First time we met,
We smiled laughed and played,
By the big Oak Tree in the back,
You told me not to fart mom,
so I didn't eat the beans.
You told me it would smel
