Thursday, 15 October 2015

Next Year's Love

 
Next year some people will leave your life
And new ones will enter
Next year some dreams will vanish
And others, not thought of, will come out of the sun
And make you smile
Next year you’ll make mistakes
And you’ll survive them all
Next year you’ll win some and you'll lose some
Next year some friends will fail to understand
And some will grow to love you
Next year you’ll learn a little more about yourself
Some parts you’ll like and some you won’t
Next year you’ll learn to love yourself a little more
And that will be all you’ll ever need.
 
 
bobby stevenson 2015
www.randomactsstories.blogspot.com

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