*eshtahar-e-gumshuda*

Yesterday's worries are only thoughts that
Have fallen into the sea with the sunset:
It is tomorrow's dreams that survive.
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There is a time, there is a place;
Where people meet, When people face;
Each other in the neatest way,
In fact happens every day,
You go to work and you will find,
A happy heart, a peace of mind;
And if you let your muse go first;
He'll see that you've a flower burst;
With sunshine full and dewdrops bright;
And gleaming in the warm sunlight;
Is love from friends some out of sight
And out of your own mind's delight.
Be sure to smell the roses and
Feel all that the world poses;
For you have within your heart;
A chance to live its fullest part,
And don't forget that with each thorn
You'll know a brand new rose is born.




going out 4 all who r leaving JB...especiall goes to Fagi....