"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.
Laid my head upon your chest
Your arms encircled me,
It was, My Love, as if we we
Nothing Like A Fifth Grade Crush
There's nothing like a fifth-grade crush.
When you see that girl it's such a rush.
<This is your time
to no longer be who you were,
to rise from the embers,
we've always been together,
we did everything with laughter,
we thought it was fo
That's not my age; it's just not true.
My heart is young; the time just flew.
It's strange the things you remember
And the things you seem to forget.
It's a ja
When we were born with no possession.
The love received was our concession.
No wo
The friendship we have is so rare to find.
We hate to see each other in a bind.
W
I don't get how you can't see
All the things you did to me.
If only you knew
Love is beautiful and great.
When you find the right person, it will be fate.
My
