ee punye…

Hope is a thing with feathers, which perches in the soul, sings a tune without words, and never stops at all. And sweetest, in the gale, is heard and sore must be the storm that could abash the little bird that keeps so many warms. I’ve heard it in the chilliest land and on the strangest sea yet, never, in extremity it ask a crumb of me.

All Things Are Possible With Love

Filed under: Weblogs — queenster at 4:45 am on Wednesday, January 23, 2008

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If we cherish the moments of distance
between us, As well as the closeness we share, and celebrate things that we
don’t have in common, then the romance will always be there. A beloved
expression of God’s will from heaven on earth, Though sometimes it takes
growing farther apart, for each of us to embrace our own worth, But if we can
trust, And believe in the changes, As much as we do, you and me, The trust, the
deeper, the truer our love, The more precious our story will be.

I once told you this and meant it.  I still feel
this inside me.  I fear I always will.   
Either way never forget this.  This is how I have felt about you ever
since I met you.  And this is my dedication to you for you to always
hold near to your heart simply because with pride you can say I was truly loved
like this.  I will as well hold it near my heart always knowing I
once had a man that could make me love an unbelievable love.

Insyaallah.



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