As Long As An Angel Is Not

On The Path Of Love We Are Neither Masters Nor The Owners Of Our Lives. We Are Only A Brush In The Hand Of The Master Painter.

Those With Open Hearts Always Have Open Hands.

A Warm, Rainy Day-this Is How It Feels When Friends Get Together. Friend Refreshes Friend Then, As Flowers Do Each Others, In A Spring Rain.

Thankfulness Brings You To The Place Where The Beloved Lives.

We All Face Death In The End. But On The Way, Be Careful Never To Hurt A Human Heart!