Robert H. Smith

The clock of life is wound but once, and no man has the power to tell just when the hands will stop, at late or early hour. Now is the only time you own. Live, love, toil with will. Place no faith in time. For the clock may soon be still.

Sunday, June 27, 2010

Love

I love the love I have now.

It's always there in my mind somehow, alive in the air I breathe and tangible in the vision I have in life.

It's a powerful force, that drives me to work every morning, that motivates me to do better everyday.

It's uncanny how two people can quibble and wake up the next day as if it were yesterday.

It makes me do funny things that I wouldn't have done it before.

It makes my heart sing and head light to the point of utopia.

It makes me look forward everyday with a bigger smile. :D