La vie chante une chanson,
Ecoute et tu entendras;
A chacun sa façon.
Le bon bientôt viendra.
Quoi qu’on dise, la vie est belle,
De temps en temps dure, 44 more words
As I wander through the trees listening to the spring birds singing, watching the buds finally unfold their wings into the grey of this morning… as I wrap my jacket around me, cosy my neck under my scarf and lower my gaze to see the seeds inch through the moist earth, I think back a few days to Sunday…The sunshine and warmth that filled the air with the hope of summer… And I remember… 877 more words