Some books you read, some books you enjoy, but some books just swallow up your heart and soul.
I sauntered down the same path today Retracing every step we walked, it seems like yesterday Tugging at your finger and scrambling “Race you to the brook!” I began running. Your laughter rang in my ears
Look at the clouds, they tell a story Of untold woes and songs of glory. Woes always hidden, never seen;
“I took a deep breath and listened to the old bray of my heart: I am, I am, I am.” The Bell Jar is an unusual novel bottled with every emotion you can think of.
“Where am I?” she wondered. It was a totally new place but she got the déjà vu feeling just being there. The strange sense of familiarity increased as she kept going. No doubt, it was beautiful. How could it not be? The clouds were fluffy and the rainbow? That rainbow looked like it was…
Let your thoughts flow Let your wisdom grow