[WayzataJOHNN]

Sharing Is Better

She was so bright and happy; and she seemed to glow with pleasure,
her deep and beautiful eyes, so bright with that effusive rush of joy.
How could I, ever tell her it was really I, who had won the treasure,
or that I handed her the winning ticket, so that glow not to destroy?

[Soaring Feather]

Sharing Is Better


Gosh I love this poem.


*HUGS*