Love and nature

November 15, 2010
How often the butterflies come and stay a while, but just like summer, leave all too soon.

That like the seeds of summer were planted to harvest, so has this love been in me and you.

That no one may take away the blooms that reside within us. Not death, nor theif, nor any worldly thing displace our blooms.

Love is like a river flowing smoothly down stream, sure there are rough waters and weather, but every river has them and grows stronger through them.

Sure there is a time when all good things pass away, but we will continue to bloom in the sweet by and by

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Shelby.w said...
Nov. 10, 2011 at 1:07 pm
I think that this was writen well but you should edit it and take me off this and thake the picture down.please.
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