If I had a flower for every time I thought of you...I could walk through my garden forever.
Tis better to have loved and lost Than never to have loved at all.
Half the night I waste in sighs, Half in dreams I sorrow after The delight of early skies; In a wakeful dose I sorrow For the hand, the lips, the eyes, For the meeting of the morrow, The delight of happy laughter, The delight of low replies.
Tears, idle tears, I know not what they mean, Tears from the depths of some devine despair Rise in the heart, and gather to the eyes, In looking on the happy autumn fields, And thinking of the days that are no more.
Hope Smiles from the threshold of the year to come, Whispering 'it will be happier'...
Come friends, it's not too late to seek a newer world.
I am a part of all that I have met.
the shell must break before the bird can fly.