These are the good old days You are going to miss in the years ahead. On walls, on furniture, On doorknobs, dishes, books, As we touch we leave our identity. Heartprints of compassion Of understanding and love. Heartprints of kindness And genuine concern. Winners train, losers complain.
Strong convictions precede great actions.
Success is having. Excellence is being. Lose not a chance to waken love. When I think I need to belong, I follow others. When I follow my heart, I feel like I belong regardless of others.