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You can always tell its April
By the sound of falling rain
That mystic, mournful music
As it trickles down the drain.
Were told we should be thankful
For the kiss of April showers
As it washes all the grass clean
And prepares the soil for flowers.
Theres another side to April
Which doesnt bode us good,
When that mini, manic maelstrom
Turns the lawn to liquid mud.

Once a day and sometimes more
I look out my day dream door
To see if spring is out there yet
Im really anxious, but mustnt fret.
I see the snow a melting down
and lots of mud and slush around
I know the grass will surely sprout
and birds and flowers will come about.
But why oh why does it take so long?
Im sure the calendar cant be wrong.
Sunshine fills my heart with cheer
I wish that spring were really here.

FOOLse

FOOLne

FOOLonki

FOOLwari me

FOOL k sath wish kiya-

'O' FOOL, U r d mst

beautiFOOL,

wonderFOOL &

colorFOOL

amongst all

FOOOLS...

Happy FOOL's day.


pl. dnt mind.

I lwys lose control whn ur by my side.
I Njoyed d time I spnd wid u.
I thnk I'm fallin in LOVE wid u.


I Lv u....Plz Rly soon







HAPPY APRIL FOOLS DAY!

Happy Valentine, my love!
All my love is yours.
Praised be love that brings us home,
Pilgrims to these shores.
Yearnings here find harborage;
Vanities, sly smiles.
All that righteous anger rends,
Love here reconciles.
Even in the darkness where
No bitterness finds rest,
Thoughts of you are like a dawn
Intent on happiness.
Nor would I have so light a heart
Except that I am blessed!

Beautiful eyes, beautiful face,
I'm shy to talk to you.
You're the eagle I must watch
No matter what I do.
You're the beauty, wild and free,
The mistress of my eyes,
And frozen sunlight sings.
Could I but have you for my love,
How might we fly together!
But I must watch you from below
And long for you forever.
But I must be the one below
And long for you forever.

Will you be my Valentine?
I know that I am yours.
You are like a tossing sea
And I am like your shores.
You are like an endless wave
And I your waiting sand.
And I will wait forever as
You come and smooth my hand.
I will wait forever, yet
You are a part of me.
I hold you in my arms, while you
Come to me endlessly.
Will you be my Valentine?
I know that I am yours.
I love you with a love that yearns
To be your golden shores.

To my Valentine, with all my love,
Of whom I cannot say enough in praise:
May my love for you sufficient prove,
Yearning to redeem your caustic days.
Vortices within may drag you down.
Anchor, then, in my serenity.
In search of a pavilion for my pain.
No love is love unless it be a seat
Enchanted, where a stone might weep again

The day of love requires a companion,
But I find myself at this time all alone.
Words of sweet affection fill the morning
Like bells outside the windows of my room.
I don't know why I don't have someone with me.
I've loved and been loved through the restless years.
The mysteries of love I hold within me
Love does not require a companion.
It doesn't need an object or a home.
It flies above the ecstasy of morning
And fills the universe inside my room.

Love comes through the eyes that see
And through the ears that hear,
For people are quite beautiful,
And words make feelings clear.
Love comes through the tastes and smells
Of fresh and well-cooked food,
For in the gift of nourishment
Is much else that is good.
But though love comes through senses five,
Love comes from the heart,
For there resides the greater love
Of which ours is a part.

I wish you were my Valentine
Though I may not be yours,
And I may, in my ignorance,
Be speaking to closed doors.
I have no inkling of your heart,
No hint what you might say;
But when I think of you the sun
Will just not go away.
There is in you a loveliness
That makes my darkness shine,
And so I'll wait, if wait I must,
To be your Valentine.

I miss you terribly this day of love,
Miss you with a wound that stabs and aches.
I see the love around me, and it takes
So much strength simply just to move.
Soon, soon, my love, this waiting will be done.
You and I will have what we desire.
On days like this we'll sit beside the fire,
Undoing all the pain of days long gone.