The sounds of childrenthe prettiest of girlsthe innocent of boyswith hopes so bright The language of kidsso original and nicegives away the secretthat we’re all nice inside Our hearts, so transparentand only full of lovelike it’s been and supposed to benever mind the dust outside No matter what you doI’ll love you anywayI’ll look beyondContinue reading “Special”
I want to have my birthday in springtime again, When pink flowers blossom on trees and the world is misty and green with faraway callings of tropical, colorful birds. I want to jump on a freshly made bed again and play air guitar crazily like an innocent wild child.
Your laugh is so genuine and hearty, it brings a smile to my face. I want to tumble down hills that echo, cover, fill, and ooze with your laughter. Rolling in its sweet highs and lows, surrounded by fluttering butterflies, sun beams, swirling mists, and my ever deepening want to hang onto you with myContinue reading “Your beautiful laughter”