g_mirage2:
There is a flower, a little flower With silver crest and golden eye, That welcomes every changing hour, And weathers every sky.
g_mirage2:
There is a flower, a little flower With silver crest and golden eye, That welcomes every changing hour, And weathers every sky.
g_mirage2:
“A friend is one who overlooks your broken fence and admires the flowers in your garden.”
g_mirage2:
“You're braver than you believe, and stronger than you seem, and smarter than you think.”
g_mirage2:
Let the rain kiss you. Let the rain beat upon your head with silver liquid drops. Let the rain sing you a lullaby.
g_mirage2:
I dream of a better tomorrow, where chickens can cross the road and not be questioned about their motives.
g_mirage2:
Never be anxious about the next day, for the next day will have its own anxieties. Each day has enough of its own troubles.
