I planted a seedling Thoughtless, unplanned, without a care Now a magnificent tree Brightening the dark forest of my memories Standing tall, pine needles displayed In rain or shine, winter or blaze Maybe I’ll plant more friends for her Or maybe she’ll be set on fire But I hope after living my life A colorful forest of trees is what I’ll find.
What do you do when you question life? Do you dwell on the past or do you look forward to the future? It's easy to remember the bad things we've been through but how often do we look back at the positive things and just smile? Remembering the negatives and focusing on the bad is hardly going to help. What if you embrace the now, live for today and remember tomorrow is a new day? Wouldn't that be a better way to live life? Life is too short to constantly think about regrets and what ifs. Do you want to be someone who's life is dictated by worry or do you want to take risks and enjoy life while you can? Do you let the best years of your life fly by or do you take control and lead the life you want to? There's only one pilot controlling your life. Make sure the journey is a memorable one.
i have a good feeling that if you put two pieces of paper in front of me and asked me to list negatives and positives about myself, not only would the negatives list be longer than the positives, i'd need more than one piece of paper
Have you ever given yourself a second chance? Not every mistake you make has to result in a Donna Summer. A Donna Summer? Yeah another self imposed last dance. You'll never get anywhere flawless My friend. So allow yourself those ***** ups because the most important thing from them is the lessons
I realize know ive been living with ine hand behind my back So from now I'll make peace with the things i lack And use my strengths to make an even greater comeback!
This weather whispers through its winds. The presence of someone who shall bring rain of rejoice. Though i havent met her yet, and i know i wont for a long time. Maybe a lifetime.who knows. But she feels close.close enough to say its real.
Weeping Willow, Weeping Willow Will you weep for me? Take this sorrow and this heartache So that nobody will see. Use this heavy heart to weigh your roots And these tears to grow your leaves So my sadness will never be forgotten As you bow your head for Me And out of something weak and rotten There stands a strong and healthy tree.