giving like winter, letting go like autumn,
hoping like spring, and embracing summer’s joy,
despite life’s cold and weariness.
giving like winter, letting go like autumn,
hoping like spring, and embracing summer’s joy,
despite life’s cold and weariness.
Sometimes we write what lips cannot say, or thoughts meant for no one in particular.
And if emotions can burn paper, imagine what they do to hearts.
Sometimes we write what lips cannot say, or thoughts meant for no one in particular.
And if emotions can burn paper, imagine what they do to hearts.