At times one loses everything, it only means that things shall recommence shortly with more life, more love, more devotion, more intensity, with more hope . . .
Hope of a new tomorrow to fill the pits created by yesterday.
when i woke up early morning birds were singing i asked them i m
missing a sweet voice in u a bird replied: u still havn"t said
good morning to taht sweet Angel....so GooD MorninG sweet heart
All mornings are like Paintings:- U need a little inspiration to get going, a little smile to brighten up & An SMS from someone who cares to color ur day...
