That life is simply a collection of little lives, each lived one day at a time. That each day should be spent finding beauty in flowers and poetry and talking to animals. That a day spent with dreaming and sunsets and refreshing breezes cannot be bet...
I've learned that we're all entitled to have our secrets.
Silence is pure and holy. It draws people together because only those who are comfortable with each other can sit without speaking.
Who am I? And how, I wonder, will this story end?
A living poem" had always been the words that came to mind when he tried to describe her to others.
