Dreams are renewable. No matter what our age or condition, there are still untapped possibilities within us and new beauty waiting to be born.

-Dale Turner-

Minggu, 30 Januari 2011

Y O U



In one way or the other
You could make me smile
Present a rays of sunlight
That warm the hearth

In one way or the other
You could make me touched
Like the soft wind at noon
Blows the acacia leaves

In one way or the other
You could move my hearth
Even with a few words
that arouse new understanding

And among other things
I want to tell you
Friend………
What a treasure you are for m

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