Life counts by the roads we travel. Some are smooth, some are rough, some I’d rather forget. But there’s one road I won’t regret…..The road where we met and became friends!
As I watched ants crawled up the wall, I noticed that no matter how busy they are, they still stop and communicate with each other, hope we will be like them, be in touch always...
A little clown is living in my heart. small and very special. it can dance and jump, laugh and sing. are you in pain and you need to cry, come and borrow it!
