Lunch with a glass of Rosé, anyone?
Kategori: Words
Do not let Sunday be taken from you.
Albert Schweitzer
If your soul has no Sunday, it becomes an orphan
You’re not stuck.
You’re just marinating
in potential
An apple a day keeps the doctor away
A crayfish feast is not a meal,
it’s a midnight choir of laughter,
claws, and song
September:
It is the doorway month.
One foot in summer’s memory,
one in autumn’s promise
Coffee is the poetry of mornings —
dark, a little bitter, but full of promise
Looks like we made it
barry manilow
The best journey takes you home
If ye dinna ken where ye’re gaun,
(Om du inte vet vart du ska, tar vilken väg som helst dig dit)
any road will tak ye there