"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.
Memories are life's special moments
Borrowed from the passing of time.
Ghosts
my sleeping angel
I opened my eyes and saw an angel
I took his hand and he lead m
For you, I open my gate
And wish that you were here,
But you live in another stat
Before I became strong, I knew what it was like
To be weak,
How difficult it is t
A rose for every year,
many smiles for every tear
Way more of the first than ever
The best kinds of people are warm and kind.
They are always there and they never mind.
We have been friends for not so long
We've learned to trust and shared a song
We
It wrecks me, that last moment
that played out so wrong.
Our hopeless eyes locked
First time we met,
We smiled laughed and played,
By the big Oak Tree in the back,
I know so little about you,
But I'm falling in love with you.
I have been since t
