Todays always brings out hope

The matter of times, leaves empty lives, waiting to be filled ( emotionally)..-
Morrissey had written a sad sad song with some of these words.

I dont think so anymore.
We are lives to fill leaves, with all that green hope.
We need to share.

No matter what colour are us made for.

Here we are, a little empty, a little happy, for filling leaves into the hearts of everything. Everything which is around.
No matter what energy is it kindly showing to us.

We re not leaves, just to run over with the wind.
We are wind, secret and sparing our time to choose.

That s the truth.
Live as a tall tree, with all our emotional and honourable values.

with love

rosana