Snow Flower Was My Old Same For

A Laotong Relationship Is Made By Choice...when We First Looked In Each Other's Eyes In The Palanquin I Felt Something Special Pass Between Us--like A Spark To Start A Fire Or A Seed To Grow Rice. But A Single Spark Is Not Enough To Warm A Room Nor Is A Single Seed Enough To Grow A Fruitful Crop. Deep Love--true-heart Love--must Grow.

People Come In And Out Of Our Lives, And The True Test Of Friendship Is Whether You Can Pick Back Up Right Where You Left Off The Last Time You Saw Each Other.

Read A Thousand Books, And Your Words Will Flow Like A River.

I Think Sometimes As An Adult, You Take People For What They Do, And What They Are Now, Instead Of The Whole Picture Of Their Lives.

In Every Message She Spoke Of Birds, Of Flight, Of The World Away. Even Back Then, She Flew Against What Was Presented To Her. I Wanted To Cling To Her Wings And Soar, No Matter How Intimidated I Was.