Love Well, Laugh Often And

You Can't Base Your Decisions On Anyone's Opinion But Yours And God's.

Three Years? That's A Thousand Tomorrows, Ma'am.

Readers Need To See Themselves Between The Lines Of The Story.

Because Love Was A Light That Wouldn't Allow Darkness To Reign In His Soul.

I Tell Of Hearts And Souls And Dances... Butterflies And Second Chances; Desperate Ones And Dreamers Bound, Seeking Life From Barren Ground, Who Suffer On In Earthly Fate The Bitter Pain Of Agony Hate, Might But They Stop And Here Forgive Would Break The Bonds To Breathe And Live And Find That God In Goodness Brings A Chance For Change, The Hope Of Wings To Rest In Him, And Self To Die And So Become A Butterfly.