Bit by bit Hour by hour A million sunsets A thousand hours A hundred wishes Myriads of dreams It’s all too much For one lifetime Of waiting for Another day All I have is today I can’t wait for tomorrow To be with you.
There was something little on my mind but I put it out of my mind to offer encouragement to some friends I knew were hurting, some friends I just know online. I got up to go get a second cup of tea and this “thing” came up again with its little bothersome thoughts, but louder … More I care for your deeply.
http://imgur.com/gallery/QgZjV That’s the kind of beauty I want!
“Why do we write? To make suffering endurable To make evil intelligible To make justice desirable and … to make love possible” -Roger Rosenblatt inspired to requote from: http://chichikir.wordpress.com/2012/04/11/why-do-we-write/
Marisa Porter 