My little old dog
Eagle's flight of loneliness soars so high Around its sigh, no more alone the sky Other birds remain away, clouds pass byBetween shrouds of life and haze sun rays die
The sorrow for the dead is the only sorrow from which we refuse to be divorced. Every other wound we seek to heal - every other affliction to forget; but this wound we consider it a duty to keep open...
Nostalgia has a way of blocking the reality of the past.
Now, 75 years [after ], in an abundant society where people have laptops, cell phones, iPods, and minds like empty rooms, I still plod along with books.
How incessant and great are the ills with which a prolonged old age is replete.
Education is the best provision for old age.
To say nothing is saying something. You must denounce things you are against or one might believe that you support things you really do not.
WATCH out for your surroundings, UPGRADE your mindset and keep FOCUS.
Love feeds on deception.
Maybe we're just falling stars, we once danced in the same skyline looking down at the world. And we've fallen like all others, from near and far, we've gathered together, but separated by time and sp...