Originally Posted by
poojamittal
Thanks for sharing. Its so beautiful.What about this......
Love is like the wild rose-briar,
Friendship like the holly-tree
The holly is dark when the rose-briar blooms
But which will bloom most constantly?
The wild-rose briar is sweet in the spring,
Its summer blossoms scent the air;
Yet wait till winter comes again
And who will call the wild-briar fair?
Then scorn the silly rose-wreath now
And deck thee with the holly's sheen,
That when December blights thy brow
He may still leave thy garland green.
Love this.
May the wind always be at your back and the sun upon your face. And may the winds of destiny carry you aloft to dance with the stars