The silent rain that falls, the meadow lark.
The winter wind that calls the lovers from the park.
Song December sings.
These are the lonely things.
The sun behind the clouds, the starless nights... Posted by on Sat, 05 Apr 2008 16:30:00 GMT
Its grand to be alive!
Life is too short to wake up with regrets,so love the people who treat you right, forget the one's who dont.
Believe everything happens for a reason.
If you get a second chance, grab it with both hand... Posted by on Mon, 28 Jan 2008 16:05:00 GMT
