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..
Respect the past in the full measure of its desserts, but do not make the mistake of confusing it with the present nor seek in it the ideals of the future.
Kind Words Dont Cause
Mch
They Nvr Blister The
Tongue Or Lips
They Make Othr Ppl
Good-Natures They
Also Produce Their
Own Image On Men''s
Soul & A Beautiful 1 :)
