"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.
Do you remember, when we were young, those promises we made?
The promise to be there for
After the fierce midsummer all ablaze
Has burned itself to ashes, and expires
In
From the day that I first knew you,
Your heart was pure and kind;
Your smile was
"Shall I compare thee to a summer's day?"
Are the words you'd hear Will Shakespeare say.<
Look at the beauty in her eyes,
a glow that shines like the sunrise.
Her sm
All these days and nights without you here,
It's a little bit more than I can bear.
Be The Best Of Whatever You Are
If you can't be a pine on the top of the hill,
Be a scrub in the valley
Young, carefree, innocent,
You sing, laugh, and dance,
Taking in all Gods' glory<
Life's brevity, so bittersweet,
depends upon just one heartbeat.
Brief as dusk an
A friend is someone we turn to
when our spirits need a lift,
A friend is someone
