Just something I wrote in someone else's blog today, it ended up sounding like a poem:
Without an end
there would not be another beginning.
Without pain
you would not know what pleasure is.
Without having lost
you would not treasure.
Without loving before
you would not know love is
till it hits you, hurts you and makes you cry.
Saturday, October 11, 2003
If you enjoy the trip, the destination isn't important
Previous Posts
- Leong The Tree Inspector I wish I could say it wa...
- Learn to fly, learn to ride. I saw this one day w...
- Impasse Score for today's Nov '95 SAT math attemp...
- From the US GP 2003 "I don't think about finishin...
- The wheels are turning Work starts in a little ov...
- Reckless abandon Its about to rain; I can smell t...
- Is it daylight already? The sky is lightening, ju...
- Stock Market News for Today Still the occasional ...
- ........., as surely as the sun will rise And so ...
- Ever been a gambling person? We have chips in lif...
0 Comments:
Post a Comment
<< Home