Caring ~

Hope 🌼🌼



There is a quiet in my heart Like one who rests from days of pain.

Outside, the sparrows on the roof

Are chirping in the dripping rain.

Rain in my heart; rain on the roof;

And memory sleeps beneath the grey

And windless sky and brings no dreams

Of any well-remembered day.

I would not have the heavens fair,

Nor golden clouds, nor breezes mild,

But days like this, until my heart

To loss of you is reconciled.

I would not see you.

Every hope

To know you as you were has ranged.

I, who am altered, would not find

The face I loved so greatly changed.


By Peace Truth

Life is like a bunch of roses. Some sparkle like raindrops. Some fade when there's no sun. Some just fade away in time. Some dance in many colors. Some drop with hanging wings. Some make you fall in love. The beauty is in the eye of the beholder. 🫂