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. . .
Aren''t U Glad That
GOD''s Hotline Doen''t Have A Recording
Tht Says
"The Number U Dialed Is Temporarily Unavailable
Plz Try Ur Call Letter"
U Can Call On Him Anytime . . .
If someone would ask me what a beautiful life means, I would lean my head on your shoulder n hold u close to me n answer with a smile:
''''Like this''''
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