If You Were To Be

I See All Of Them. All The Colors.

Mama Was Crying, And The Rain Made It Seem As If The Whole World Was Crying.

Time Goes On, And Your Life Is Still There, And You Have To Live It. After A While You Remember The Good Things More Often Than The Bad. Then, Gradually, The Empty Silent Parts Of You Fill Up With Sounds Of Talking And Laughter Again, And The Jagged Edges Of Sadness Are Softened By Memories.

Reading Is The Most Important Way To Prepare For Life.

There Is Something About That Moment, When Literature Becomes Accessible, And A Door Of The World Opens.