To live is to love, and to love is to hope. Is this so true? Is life based on love, and if so... the love of what? Is love based on hope, and if so what do we hope for? Sure we all wish for the American dream, but do we truely understand what it all means?
By: Robert Graves
Love without hope, as when the young bird cather
Swept off his tall hat to the Squires's own daughter,
So let the imprisoned larks escape and fly
Singing about her head, as she rode by.
It's The Way
by: Chasity York
It's all in the way you look at me, That makes my heart beat fast.
It's all in the funny way things you say, That always makes me laugh.
It's all in the way you hold me close, That takes my breath away.
It's all in the way you say my name, That brightens up my day.
It's all in the way you speak to me, That always lets me know.
It's all in the way you are you, That makes me love you so.
