At Morning...

When my head is not on the pillow anymore,
there, I have my own time for thoughts.
I know I can encounter with myself.
I can think about the yesterday.​

At morning it is, yes. After the most tender sleep.
I can examine my life. I can count my time.
At morning it is, when I look back,
When I see my mistakes, and try to not make them now.​

Is the day that starts. that hello it says.
Is another adventure that is calling me with strenght.​

But how can I start all over again?, If I'm stuck with the yesterday.
At morning I have to think. Don't wanna do the same mistakes.​

But this morning isn't how I expected.
Is worrying me. And I'm afraid.
No time I can count, No day can start.
This morning is all my life, and this sudden surprise...
is making me mad.

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This morning is everything and nothing.
The chance of a miracle that travels with your forum.

Today is the most important day of your life. Because today is your now.

Very good lines. Thanks for sharing.

A hug.

 

What an honor to have you here my friend. It is always nice to see you- Every morning of our lives are special, every one of them bring something new. It is our own decision to live them. Enormous hugs, Pemb

 

Every day is a wonderful day... 'cause we are beautiful, no matter what they say, words can't bring me down... we weren't talking about that were we?

Ok... Every day counts as a new begining and as a new chance for not to reapeat the same mistakes again, stand tall my pemb (you also told me that once) The life is one and everyone can choose its own way to live it, it's just up to decide and start moving... hey, the past stands for the memory, wake up or i'll go and shout at your ear (yeah, the prince kiss for the sleeping beauty is way too corny for to keep up the method at these times... you see? it stands now only for the memory) Cut the strings and move forward, i'll be there with the hands extended for you to reach.

Hugs Wendy (You said you were clueless so... if it's for the lost kids... you'll be wendy and i'll be petter pan now we just need to convince April to play as thinkerbell XD)

kisses.

 

haha, it seems you like the song Beautiful hahaha. And yes...words will never bring you down. I agree at 100% at what you said in your comment. Besides, it is good to realize the mistakes we made, and to later amend them. Wendy,...mm...Im the first girl in the lost kids ahahah. always glad to see you around here darkyyy, tons of fairy dust. even though i aint tinkerbell.

 

Ha, ha! I just read this exchange : )
You guys are as mischievous as you are wonderful. Love and hugs to both of you.


Pem at morning, all awakes and then today makes tomorrows and yesterdays.

-All the hugs I have my friend.