"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.
Some people view forgiveness,
As a virtue for the weak.
An act of Mercy undeserve
Friends indeed,
Together we will succeed.
Our dreams will come true,
Fore
I want to live in a world
where nobody is afraid
to fall in love
or admit
Look at the beauty in her eyes,
a glow that shines like the sunrise.
Her sm
I am someone who gives all she has every time.
I am someone who talks twice as much as sh
Speak The Language Of Your Heart
Each day we wake is such a gift;
No moment's guaranteed.
Tomorrow isn't promised,
Life may not let me select my lot,
But whether I'd be happy or not...
That is my
When we were born with no possession.
The love received was our concession.
No wo
We fight we struggle
We kick and scream
Please let us back in
And wake us
Thank you
For loving me true,
For being no one but you,
For holding my ha
