The Creative Repost

What if I read you a story, Starting, "Once Upon A Time," and you realize that it was your life spelt out on every line? Would you hear my voice with wonder as it brushed across each word, and pray my arms had strength to hold, The truth about your world? Would your view on life be different? And would it shock you most to find, That the things you thought defined you, Could be summed in just two lines, And all the ones you took for granted, The ins and out of every day, Play a bigger part in who you are, Than you'd ever dare to say? Would you wonder at the pages left, And all the places that they'll lead, Then vow to make each moment, One that you'd be proud to read? Because there is a story of your life, But its you that holds the pen, And I hope you fill the pages right before you reach the end.  If there's empty spaces in your heart, They'll make you feel it's wrong,  Like having empty spaces, Means you never can be strong. But, I've learn...

Yesterday I was filling emotionally low and as I was researching and reading my mails, a mail came in as if it knew what my heart and soul needed. I hope that it helps you turn around your solitude to happiness and remember, I told you, Don't chase happiness. Solitude by Ella Wheeler Wilcox  Laugh, and the world laughs with you;  Weep, and you weep alone;  For the sad old earth must borrow its mirth,  But has trouble enough of its own.  Sing, and the hills will answer;  Sigh, it is lost on the air;  The echoes bound to a joyful sound,  But shrink from voicing care.  Rejoice, and men will seek you;  Grieve, and they turn and go;  They want full measure of all your pleasure,  But they do not need your woe.  Be glad, and your friends are many;  Be sad, and you lose them all,  There are none to decline your nectared wine,  But alone you must drink life's gall.  ...