I can hear the songs of little birds in the early morning.
Only by this, I can believe that the thing that creates this world is a good thing.
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
I'm a Japanese student trying to improve my writing skills in English. So if you have time, please correct my English. It'll greatly help my writing. Oh, you can write your comments without correcting my English, but please don't use the space for advertising...
I'm a Japanese student trying to improve my writing skills in English. So if you have time, please correct my English. It'll greatly help my writing. Oh, you can write your comments without correcting my English, but please don't use the space for advertising...
1 comment:
When my mother was very sick, and the doctors told her she was dying (and she was a young mother with children then), she woke in her hospital room to the sight and sound of little sparrows on her windowsill.
She later said that was when she knew the universe was a loving one, and she would live.
Post a Comment