...When it hasn't been your day, your week, your month, or even your year
The corn is as high as an elephant's eye... :lol
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...When it hasn't been your day, your week, your month, or even your year
The corn is as high as an elephant's eye... :lol
An' it looks like it's climbin' clear up to the sky.
When the moon hits your eye like a big.........
pizza pie; that's amore. :nod
How do I love thee? ...
...Let me count the ways.
I love thee to the depth and breadth and height
My soul can reach, when feeling out of sight
For the ends of being and ideal grace.
I love thee to the level of every day's
Most quiet need, by sun and candle-light.
I love thee freely, as men strive for right.
I love thee purely, as they turn from praise.
I love thee with the passion put to use
In my old griefs, and with my childhood's faith.
I love thee with a love I seemed to lose
With my lost saints. I love thee with the breath,
Smiles, tears, of all my life; and, if God choose,
I shall but love thee better after death.
:hrtbeat :rofl
The supreme happiness in life...
is the conviction that we are loved.
Mr. Gorbachev... (hint: Berlin)
... tear down this wall. (Ronald Reagan)
Must not all things at the last...
...be swallowed up in death?
Music is moonlight...
... in the gloomy night of life. :nod
Music is the shorthand...
...of emotion.
The music in my heart I bore...
...Long after it was heard no more.
I fall on the thorns of life ...