Love is something like the clouds that were in the sky, Before the sun came out. You cannot touch the clouds, you know but you feel the rain and know How glad the flowers and the thirsty earth are to have it after a hot day. You cannot touch love either, But you feel the sweetness that it pours into everything.
Love is the vital essence that pervades and permeates, from the center to the circumference, the graduating circles of all thought and action. Love is the talisman of human weal and woe--the open sesame to every soul.
Love never dies a natural death. It dies because we don't know how to replenish it's source. It dies of blindness and errors and betrayals. It dies of illness and wounds it dies of weariness, of witherings, of tarnishings.
M-O-T-H-E-R M is for the million things she gave me, O means only that she's growing old, T is for the tears she shed to save me, H is for her heart of purest gold E is for her eyes, with love-light shining, R means right, and right she'll always be, Put them all together, they spell MOTHER, A word that means the world to me.
Many beautiful flowers create a wonderful bouquet, A lot of vegetables make a delicious salad. There is beauty, grace and elegance in diversity, in differentness of all components that leads to stronger and better creation when brought together, America is strong because of the awesome unity in diversity of various people with their distinct cultures, races, colors, ethnicities, thoughts and beliefs. Life is wonderful manly because of such unity in diversity, If not for diversity, it would be dull and depressing. It's so remarkable that we all are different, and yet we all are very equal, being united with a common goal and strong love for America, God Bless America!