People are like animals. Some are happiest penned in, some need to roam free. You go to recognize what's in her nature and accept it.
It's the Joshua tree's struggle that gives it its beauty.
All seasons have something to offer
A lady's hair is her crowning glory
Everything in life is gray, you know.
We laughed about all the kids who believed in the Santa Clause myth and got nothing but a bunch of cheap plastic toys. 'Years from now, when all the junk they got is broken and long forgotten,' Dad said, ' you'll still have your stars.