Not until you haveA genuine chat with someoneWill you know their true beauty True beauty isn’tin appearance alone.What makes a house aHome is the peopleWithin
Relationships are hardIf you want it to lastYou’ve got to be willing.Are you willing toPlay the long gameOr is it just temporary? Who ever it
You are hiding.From who?You don’t wantTo come outBut sooner or laterYou’d be beggingTo come out. Don’t go hidingIn the shadowsOf your past.That isn’t a safe
WINTER is the onewinter is the friendthat tends to annoy youand gets on your nervebut you love them, and they love you.The hug of the cold
Light houseLight houseI once readA book whichTook me awayFrom my house. Light houseLight houseI could sayWith youBut realityHas called me.I’m ever so sorry.I won’t give
Playing hide and seekWith sunshine and shadeYou sit and observeAs the shadowsOf leaves come and go.It comes in wavesJust like everythingElse in this worldOf ours.