Some areas long as hoses
You buy at a garden store.
Mine can be used to smell roses
From a couple of miles or more.
In case you haven't guessed it,
It's noses I'm talking about here,
And although I've never expressed it
As for mine, it's unique, I fear.
For handkerchiefs, it's rough.
It's hard to know what to do.
A small white cloth isn't enough,
So I use a bedsheet or two.
Perhaps I shouldn't be complaining.
Who knows where things went wrong?
Certainly, I should be abstaining
From sticking it where it doesn't belong
When you proceed,
Some will say it can't be done
And that there is no need
<May your blessings be many
and your troubles be few.
And may you feel God's prese
Go With Grace
Each morning of this month
When you rise upon your bed,
May it be with renewed grace
To face the
Everyone is searching
for the missing piece in life.
The key to unlock the door
Is It To Late Or Is There Still Time?
If he is ready to date
I have no chance
I would already be too late
For t
You were like the sun who brought light
Into my cold, dark, and lifeless night.
Y
I never knew love until I found you.
Always thought it was a myth until you showed me it
I see a sea of faces,
many I have never met,
but yet I feel compassion for them.<
My mirror is broken, or at least it seems to be,
for today I discovered an old man starin
Since all my steps are audience of my past,
a past damasked by relevant joys, pain, growt
