Through a window

A mosaic of things i notice when i peep out of the window of my soul..

Tuesday, October 19, 2010

il fait beau

Another puddle in the same place.. The wait seems to be long, for the rain to stop..
But the again, as Emily says: C'est parcequ'il pleut que tu pleures, c'est quand tu souris qu'il fait beaus.. (please pardon my bad french, and maybe wrong conjugations) :) So it shall be sunny cause the nothing can wipe out the flame that is hope.. Il toujours fait beau au coeur dans lequel habit l'espoir.. :) now thats what i said, not Emily.. ;) :D

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