Spring passes and one remembers one’s innocence.
Summer passes and one remembers one’s exuberance.
Autumn passes and one remembers one’s reverence.
Winter passes and one remembers one’s perseverance.
Messages on Seasons
Summer SMS
I laugh every time I start to think about him, we set that summer out in style. Well, he’s gone, but he left me with a smile, cause he was mine for a while.
Summer SMS
Summer afternoon—summer afternoon; to me those have always been the two most beautiful words in the English language.
