I am a thousand winds that blow. I am the diamond glint on snow. I am the sunlight on ripened grain. I am the gentle autumn rain. When you wake in the morning hush, I am the swift, uplifting rush Of quiet birds in circling flight. I am the soft starlight at night. Do not stand at my grave and weep. I am not there, I do not sleep. Do not stand at my grave and cry. I am not there, I did not die
Wednesday, November 30, 2011
3.16 pm (30-11-2011)
" adoi mengantuk la pulak dh tak da keja nk bt..edit blog lak la dh lama tak guna blog nie hari nie bru rsa 1 hari edit blog...nk kata on9 tak blh gak tak kawn yg nk follow blog nie..huhu...so update ja la apa yg patut..nnt dh lama2 guna bru tau sepenuhnya cam na nk guna...skrg bodo2 lg..hahhaha....
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
No comments:
Post a Comment