The Jelly Bean Poem Red is for the blood He gave, Green is for the grass He made, Yellow is for the sun so bright, Orange...
What do I fear? I fear stagnation and lack of progress. I fear never reaching my potential and being average. I fear being forgotten…. the past…...
I will always lean my heart as close to your soul as I can. – Hafiz
Alzheimer’s Poem Do not ask me to remember. Do not try to make me understand. Let me rest and know you’re with me. Kiss my cheek...
A wise owl lived in an oak; The more he saw the less he spoke; The less he spoke the more he heard; Why can’t we...
Every day we should hear at least one little song, read one good poem, see one exquisite picture, and, if possible, speak a few sensible words....
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