Sometimes we forget about the art of appreciation.
We go day by day, forgetting what’s important without hesitation.
We get the illusion that everything is fine.
Why can’t life be so easy?
Being impatient can be your own self destruction.
We all yearn to know and to understand without eruption.
Take time and look around. Walk outside and hear the sound.
Of the bells of life, ringing back and forth in the ear of comprehension.
Women, make you’re man hunger for your mental.
Because we as men first only look for physical.
Don’t take it personal it’s natural.
Until you do so it’s tactical.
It’s actually, too easy… That’s not what a true man wants.
Give us something no other man can have.
Or is that too much?
Appreciate what you have and love you for you.
The rest will follow as such.
Appreciation, show it because somebody else is just waiting for you to blow it.
Good Luck.
Oct 6, 2013
Oct 6, 2013 at 3:51 AM UTC
Sometimes we forget about the art of appreciation.
We go day by day, forgetting what’s important without hesitation.
We get the illusion that everything is fine.
Why can’t life be so easy?
Being impatient can be your own self destruction.
We all yearn to know and to understand without eruption.
Take time and look around. Walk outside and hear the sound.
Of the bells of life, ringing back and forth in the ear of comprehension.
Women, make you’re man hunger for your mental.
Because we as men first only look for physical.
Don’t take it personal it’s natural.
Until you do so it’s tactical.
It’s actually, too easy… That’s not what a true man wants.
Give us something no other man can have.
Or is that too much?
Appreciate what you have and love you for you.
The rest will follow as such.
Appreciation, show it because somebody else is just waiting for you to blow it.
Good Luck.
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