The flower you picked has wilted, But it still stands in its vase, The photo has been bleached by the sun, But I can still make out your face. They tell me to throw them away, To try and start anew, But some days they make me smile, And others, I just miss you.
Don't tap against my windows Make as much noise as you can Drench me to my very core Let go weatherman. Blow before your lungs collapse Lift the roof from this home Tear up the concrete drive Break through the Thatchere'd stone. Take me away with you You can be my guide So kick down…
Your love felt deep red,warm, romantic and comforting.Your home shone silver,like the band of a diamond ring.Your eyes were a blue,that I wanted to dive into.And your lips were pink,soft, honest and true. But then the red began to burn,and the silver turned to grey,The blue, once so inviting,seemed cold and far away. The pink…
I'm moving away from your city, to start a life down by the sea,Where the air is clear, the birdsong is loud and my soul can wander free.If you are passing through and you see my home, I know that you'll be sure,When you see butterflies and chipped blue paint, upon my old front door.
Did you see me or did I see you? When we walked along the esplanade, I listened to you for hours on end, Until I no longer felt afraid. You never said a word, But you were the most beautiful sound and sight, As you peered into my soul and whispered, "Everything will be alright."
The perfect summer holiday in Morecambe is not just a memory from many of our childhoods. As the sun lights up the bright blue skies over the bay, the sands fill with colourful beach towels and the parks become adorned with rainbows of petunias... there is no place I would rather be. The sun sets…
So what if this is it? I am going to make IT good. If there is no point, great! That means we can do anything we want to and be anyone we want to be.
But the thing that she loved most of all that put her soul at ease, was the fragrant scent of lavender, floating through the breeze.
The way we start our day is so important to our overall mood and many of us forget to take a little moment to treat ourselves. Between trying to shake off the morning fog, frantically getting ourselves ready for work or getting the kids ready for school, it can seem impossible to find five minutes of peace to prepare yourself for the busy day ahead. But there are a few different ways that you can help beat the morning blues and make the most out of your morning!
I painted my nails a shade of FebruaryIn the middle of the summer,I wore Friday evening on my lipsOn a Sunday afternoon. It took three hundred and twenty-three daysAnd I was back there in the end,To dance in nothing at allUnder the bright light of the moon.