"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.
Shall we take Fall together,
go sifting through the fallen leaves
and gaze upon t
You are my love, my life, and my queen.
You possess all the love, care, and hope that I w
After I knew the person you showed the world,
I searched for the person you are.
May your blessings be many
and your troubles be few.
And may you feel God's prese
How did this happen I continue to ask?
As I get online waiting for time to pass
Y
Life's brevity, so bittersweet,
depends upon just one heartbeat.
Brief as dusk an
Take Me To The Center Of Your Soul
Take Me to the center of your soul
show me where you hide
lead me
This is your time
to no longer be who you were,
to rise from the embers,
A wish for lots of birthday fun
To last until the day is done.
Hoping that all yo
When your mind is set
On a splendid thing you want to do,
Some will shrug,
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