The Search for happiness can only be find
When you fight the ashen days and leave it behind
Find the light thy need
Take the strength to feed
Your core with happiness
And sadness beneath
To hold your hand and breathe
Life.
Poems about self discov...
She stood miles high, And wore the yellow cloak. Wrapped it like the love she lost, Full of hope, She is ready to fly.
Sat beside her companion, She complains Too much of love she rains, All goes in vain.
Some bask in her companion den's As she shares the love of them. Some flee away Love makes it harder to stay.
The joy, the thrill, She sees in their face. The sigh and the kill, Face another race.
But she knew not how to end, For love is all she gave. While some prays for the rays, Some treasures the rainy days.
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Pictures from Internet. Feelings of Summer and her companion Sun. It is too much is some part of the world and not enough in other but all she ( Summer) gives is her love.
