My Eyes close, my mind scatters, tears fall, I drown
Eyes open, sun shines , The warmth, tears fall, I fly
Heart torn, soul lost, The rain comes, tears fall I am washed clean
My eyes close, I am in search, I have lost my
Mind
Heart
Soul
My Innocence
My Eyes open, I have found you within me, mind together,
Soul here with me all along
The sun shines, tears fall
I whisper to myself
I Love You
I Fly
The Dandelion...is it a flower or a weed?
They are bright and full of life, at times they put a smile upon our faces as we pick them and make a wish just before we spread the tiny parachutes into the world, when we are young we pick them in love for our mothers and play in them all day long..So why when we are grown we pick them and toss them aside?
Why do we treat them as they are no longer a flower when they are among our roses
You treat your roses with love and tenderness giving them time and patience
You stroke them and smell them and say how lovely they are and the poor dandelion lays on the ground were you tossed it aside so that your roses can be seen know how this dandelion feels and i believe that sometimes you should stop and see the dandelion as a beautiful flower that is right in front of you that will bring back the joy and love that you once felt as you brought them to your mother on that warm spring day.... The moral of the dandelion story is that you should never overlook the things that are in front of you they may be exactly what you need to make your life brighter and remind you that love is does not always come with pains.....Dandelions don't have thorns. ~'~,{@