Love Me

Love me in the Springtime, when all is green and new,
Love me in the Summer, when the sky is oh so blue,
Love me in the Autumn, when the leaves are turning brown,
Love me in the Winter, when the snow is falling down.

Love me when I’m happy, and even when I’m sad,
Love me when I’m good, or when I’m oh so bad,
Love me when I’m pretty, or if my face is plain,
Love me when I’m feeling good, or when I’m feeling pain.

Love me always darlin’, in the rain or shining sun,
Love me always darlin’, after all is said and done,
Love me always darlin’, until all our life is through,
Love me always darlin’, for I’ll be lovin’ you!

Samantha Macmillan

 

I’ve learned that no matter what happens, or how bad it seems today, life does go on, and it will be better tomorrow…

I’ve learned that no matter what happens, or how bad it seems today, life does go on, and it will be better tomorrow. I’ve learned that you can tell a lot about a person by the way he/she handles these three things: a rainy day, lost luggage, and tangled Christmas tree lights. I’ve learned that regardless of your relationship with your parents, you’ll miss them when they’re gone from your life. I’ve learned that making a “living” is not the same thing as making a “life.” I’ve learned that life sometimes gives you a second chance. I’ve learned that you shouldn’t go through life with a catcher’s mitt on both hands; you need to be able to throw something back. I’ve learned that whenever I decide something with an open heart, I usually make the right decision. I’ve learned that even when I have pains, I don’t have to be one. I’ve learned that every day you should reach out and touch someone. People love a warm hug, or just a friendly pat on the back. I’ve learned that I still have a lot to learn. I’ve learned that people will forget what you said, people will forget what you did, but people will never forget how you made them feel.

I sit beside the fire and think…

“I sit beside the fire and think
Of all that I have seen
Of meadow flowers and butterflies
In summers that have been

Of yellow leaves and gossamer
In autumns that there were
With morning mist and silver sun
And wind upon my hair

I sit beside the fire and think
Of how the world will be
When winter comes without a spring
That I shall ever see

For still there are so many things
That I have never seen
In every wood in every spring
There is a different green

I sit beside the fire and think
Of people long ago
And people that will see a world
That I shall never know

But all the while I sit and think
Of times there were before
I listen for returning feet
And voices at the door”
— J.R.R. Tolkien

No winter lasts forever; no spring skips its turn

— Hal Borland

Winter is the time for comfort, for good food and warmth…

for the touch of a friendly hand and for a talk beside the fire: it is the time for home.”

― Edith Sitwell

Autumn…

Deep in the meadow, hidden far away…

A cloak of leaves, a moonbeam ray

Forget your woes and let your troubles lay

And when it’s morning again, they’ll wash away

Here it’s safe, here it’s warm

Here the daisies guard you from every harm

Here your dreams are sweet and tomorrow brings them true

Here is the place where I love you.

Suzanne Collins,  The Hunger Games