"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.
Tomorrow's Unrevealed Blessings
Never judge the situation by the appearance
But by the Creator, who has your best interes
Fumbling, stumbling,
around in the dark.
Fighting, igniting,
flames from
Your kindness has been blessed to me
From the stars above.
Your words all fill my
She had looked for his coming as warriors come,
With the clash of arms and the bugle's ca
Our goodbyes meant nothing at all,
because if he's not there, he'll come when I cal
It feels good to be in your arms,
to feel the warmth of your touch.
I love to loo
I still love you.
we were friends with him
when he introduced me to you.
A bunch of flowers,
A homemade cake,
That special gift,
A birthday steak.
The answer lies true in my heart,
So if I tell you, will you tear it apart?
Or wi
It was a late night in September,
The beginning of autumn,
When the image of a st
