There is peace in my soul
For such a long awaited time
There is love in my life
A love of melody and rhyme.
Once you took hold of my heart
I knew no other could have reached
As whispered fate took my hand
To levels only you could reach.
You in my life
Will live eternally
I knew the first night we met
You were meant for me.

Anonymous.

It feels more like yesterday.
And I haven't went somewhere yet.
But I always have plans to look forward to.
Well, I can't tell where I'm going today or tomorrow.
So, don't worry about it. Everything will be just fine.

Anonymous.

A future New York City Subway car ordered for the B Division.
It will replace the aging fleet of R-32s and R-42s and expand the fleet for the Second Avenue Subway.
The contract to build these cars has been awarded to Bombardier Transportation who will build the cars at it's Plattsburgh, New York facility.
The base order for the R-179 will be approximately 290 cars with an option of 300 cars.
And it's expected to enter service between 2016 and 2022.

In my heart the old love
Struggled with the new,
It was ghostly waking
All night through
Dear things, kind things
That my old love said,
Ranged themselves reproachfully
Round my bed.
But I could not heed them,
For I seemed to see
Dark eyes of new love
Fixed on me.
Old love, old love
How can I be true?
Shall I be faith less to myself
Or to you?

Sara Teasdale (1884-1933).

Every person becomes young and the restless like everybody else does including me, myself and I.
Unlike the others, it'll still take some time for me to have a new girlfriend.
What about me? Am I beautiful like everybody else does?
Yes. Of course I do.
And I always stay handsome and beautiful every single day of the year.
When 2015 comes to an final end and becomes 2016, i will still be gone to New York City to explore beautiful neighborhoods and boroughs.
And then, i will still become young and the restless like beautiful women and men do.
The truth is that many people across Massachusetts wishes to become romantic and popular in a separate way to themselves.
And that's why I called, me, myself and I.

I miss your beautiful hair.
I miss your beautiful face.
I miss your beautiful smile.
And I miss your beautiful look.
For my heart and my prayers, I miss you so much, Brittany.

Anonymous.

Falling Down, pooling up,
Out of the sky, into my cup.
What is this wet that comes above,
That some call disaster, and others find love.
The harder it falls, the less it is nice,
The colder it falls the harder the ice.
The rain has an art that I may not get,
So I stand still here and get soaking wet.

Mitchell D. Wilson.