Well sometimes you can’t change and you can’t choose
And sometimes it seems you gain less than you lose
Now we’ve got holes in our hearts, yeah we’ve got holes in our lives
Well, we’ve got holes, we’ve got holes but we carry on.-Holes by Passenger (Mike Rosenberg)
A real friend…
‘Put your hand on your heart…’ A little Atticus poetry today!
“I was patient enough…”
@poetryofdhiman featured on the blog today!
Trees are poems…
Nature is painting for us…