We Have No Right To Ask When A Sorrow Comes. . . ''Why Did This Happen To Me. . . ?'' Unless
We Ask The Same Question For Every Joy That Comes Our Way. . .
A boy was going with his Girlfriend, a friend asked:Who is she ? . . Boy:My cousin. . . . . . . . . . . Friend smiled & said:Last year she was my cousin.
I Feel That Tears R The Best.
They Come To Accompany U When U R Really Happy&
They R There When U R Really Sad&
U Have No One Wid U
But They R Alwayz Wid Us