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
If You Limit Your
Choices Only to Wh8
Seems Possible Or
Reasonable,
You Disconnect
Yourself From Wh8 You
Truly Want And All That
Is Left A
Compromise ...
LiFe Is TrAvElLeD OnLi OnCe..2dAy''s MoMeNt BeCuMs 2mOrOw''S MeMoRy...EnJoY EvRy MoMeNt..No MaTtEr GoOd Or bAd ....CoZ D gIfT Of LiFe Is LiFe ItSeLf!!!