We Spend Our Days W8ng For The Ideal Path To Appear In Front Of Us.. . But.. . We Forget That, Paths Are Made By Walking.. . Not.. . By Waiting...! <-;
Let All My Smile Be Yours
All Your Tears Be Mine,
Let All My Happiness Be Yours
All Your Sadness Be Mine,
Let The Whole World Be Yours,
Only YOU Be Mine…
A Smile Is A Language Even A Baby Understands. . .
It Costs Nothing
But
It Creates Much
It Happens In A Falsh
But
The Memory Make, It May Last Forever
Keep Smiling :)
