Yesterday is a history,
tommorow is a mistery and
today is a gift...
Time is always run without stop
it never want to wait
keep u time very carefull
regret in the end is nothing
Sunday, March 1, 2009
Stop complaining
can people stop complaining how difficult it to be just accept the fate with the honest and gentle the wind fly into the ocean bring a vapor salt changes into a sweet honey in bee forest a beautifful dry summer keep the wings for white winter
No comments:
Post a Comment