 
Night
H
ow I love the silent hour of night,
For blissful dreams may then arise,
Revealing to my charmed sight
What may not bless my waking eyes.
A
nd then a voice may meet my ear,
That death has silenced long ago;
And hope and rapture may appear
Instead of solitude and woe.
C
old in the grave for years has lain
The form it was my bliss to see;
And only dreams can bring again
The darling of my heart to me.
~ Author: Charolette Bronte ~
A DAY, A WEEK, A LIFETIME
When I wake up in the morning
I ask myself
How will I get through this day
Without You
As I dress and prepare to start my day
I wonder
How will I go on
Without You
As the day slowly slips away
I remember how you made me laugh
And I smile
Without You
At the end of the day
As I prepare to close my eyes
I know in my HEART
I couldn't have gotten through the day
WITHOUT YOU
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