Days are like rain
When you walk outside alone
Its almost as if it gently touches the soul.....
One remembers the memories you once had
And what do you do
??

There are no words left to think about-
Yet only hope.....
Yes hope

Life is an adventure
Dreams do have meaning
And often one thinks.....

No one realy will ever understand the questions lifebrings

Yet when you know
That the "answers" are sometimes kept hidden....

Why not?

Days have a funny way
It comes and it goes
It brings yesterday
Today
And
Tomorrow

Am i realy sure ?