"Nobody has ever measured, even poets, how much a heart can hold."

Thursday, March 30, 2006

Cherish

Leaves are falling
The season is changing
Will we still be standing here together tomorrow?
Will we continue to feel joy or be burdened with sorrow?
No one knows what tomorrow will bring
Though time continues to soar by on eagle's wings
Though we sometimes fall out in
quarrel and strife
I will forever cherish every minute that you are present in my life.

(by Heather. M)