There Is A Garden In Her Face,
Where Roses And White Lilies Blow;
A Heavenly Paradise Is That Place,
Wherein All Pleasant Fruits Do Grow.
There Cherries Grow That None May Buy,
Till Cherry Ripe Themselves Do Cry
Life is Like An Hourglass ...
Eventually,
Everything Hits
The Bottom
And
All You Have To
Do Is Wait It Out
Until
Someone Comes Along
&
Turns It Round ...
Life Is Not A Matter Of Milestone,
But Of Moments ...
I believe for every drop of rain that falls, a flower grows,
I believe that someone in the great somewhere, hears every word,
every time I hear a new born baby cry or touch a leaf or see the sky ......
then I know WHY I BELIEVE..
