How happy are the days we spend
A blissful retreat that never ends
The hours floating like great, blue skies
The memories which ties and binds
And hope that rises like a spring
And beckons both our lips to sing
One chapter ends, another opens
Our greatest adventures are never spoken
Tuesday, April 14, 2009
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Lovely!!! "And hope that rises like a spring
And beckons both our lips to sing" - these lines are colourful!!! Keep writing!!!
From my blog post today, you know how much I need to think about happy days!! Thank you for this pick me up poem:) I need that "blissful retreat". Thanks for your kind words on my blog.
This it is so exciting! You really measure
up! I am almost looking over your shoulders, just waiting for your next posting. Luv it!
brill...so soft humble and true
This is just lovely it makes me feel wonderful!!Thank you for this and so much more!!:)
Wow, that was really sweet. Put a smile on my face :).
"And hope that rises like a spring
And beckons both our lips to sing
One chapter ends, another opens"..this speaks to me today. It's been a series of events? You could say close to a storm -where everything seems to lash at you...but then prayer..and hope cause you don't have to stare at the darkness. Nice one!
it flows like a song ... and i sang along !!
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