"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.
Speak The Language Of Your Heart
Each day we wake is such a gift;
No moment's guaranteed.
Tomorrow isn't promised,
It wrecks me, that last moment
that played out so wrong.
Our hopeless eyes locked
It was a late night in September,
The beginning of autumn,
When the image of a st
The sunshine appears to be brighter.
My heart feels a bit lighter.
You may see me struggle,
but you won't see me fall.
Regardless if I'm weak or not
It's the touch that gives you comfort.
It's the touch that makes you feel.
It's s
From the day I met you,
I never knew our love would be so pure and true.
Every ti
Tears of pain run down my cheek,
wishing I was able to hold the one I seek.
Tears
I have a feeling deep in my heart.
It feels like the fire of a flame.
It feels of
From the moment our eyes met,
My soul could never forget.
You handed me your numb
