“It is a lonely thing to do to stare at the stars and see poetry.”

To see her smile is to look at all the flowers of the world blossoming at once.

You already have yourself and that is pretty much all that you need in life.

Just admire her heart you don’t have to necessarily understand it.

It’s in the wilderness where the most rooted trees grow.

Home is you, me and, the road with books for life.

Love looks good on you never let them make you feel otherwise.

Just look at the sun who leaves with a smile so his love could shine.

In this wild world, flowers remind us we can blossom and still be soft.

If I were to die and become the star I would just twinkle to see you all the time.

You remind me of a poem I always wanted to write but never had the words to do so.

A river that flows holds no grudges so you don’t either.

Speak of happiness as flowers do even when it rains.

you are wine I could do without but don’t know how to.

Her smile is sunshine on a loud winter afternoon.

We can always walk with them in the rain instead of just lending an umbrella.

She spent time planting flowers in her heart now they bloom as they smile.

My dogs are there to teach me to take a break. They’re there to remind me that there’s more to life than work.

Understanding our history is one of many ways to break the cycle of racial injustice in this country. ⁣

We each need to find our own inspiration. Sometimes it is not easy.

If two people love each other there can be no happy end to it.

I never look back, darling. It distracts from the now.

When someone leaves, it’s because someone else is about to arrive.

Had I not created my whole world, I would certainly have died in other people’s.

People come, people go – they’ll drift in and out of your life, almost like characters in a favorite book.