If no one ever took risks, Michaelangelo would have painted the Sistine floor.
My everlasting Summer fills heart with laughter like a blooming flower... Her diverse sounds is nature's symphony, sprinkle delight, with comfort of ocean breeze which needs no attest.. The unique eve...
It is very rare for a child of God to find gold and crude oil on the floor to fetch. He/she must dig and dig deeply well!!!
On Jesus' rock, my life abounds; all other floors are slippery grounds. His love for me, is mercy band; any other love is sinking sand.
It's only out of reach when you choose to keep your feet flat on the floor.
I was also sick of my neighbors, as most Parisians are. I now knew every second of the morning routine of the family upstairs. At 7:00 am alarm goes off, boom, Madame gets out of bed, puts on her deep...
Sometimes you need to sit lonely on the floor in a quiet room in order to hear your own voice and not let it drown in the noise of others.
I'd rather rot on my own floor than be found by a bunch of bingo players in a nursing home.
If you fall, I'll be the there
Daddy was hilarious. He could take the most mundane event and tell it so that we all on the floor laughing. He trained me in the joys of humor.
I don't know how long I kept at it...I felt reasonably safe, streched out on the floor, and lay quite still.It didn't seem to be summer any more