Three little words and three steps to heaven.

I absolutely love those three little words.  It was a classic show that I used to watch with my next door neighbour.  I found three little words.

 

Memory.  Locality.  Love.

The prevailing winds will continue to bend the trees, the leaves will sing and then the song of new life will continuously echo in our hearts.  Again and again and again.

Every second you spend with your best friends will continue to bend the trees, because all of the seconds we live should have an impact.  The footprint we leave will continue to sing.

May was one of my greatest friends and May is the month that I was born.

Memory.  Locality.  Love.

 

Leave a Reply

Your e-mail address will not be published. Required fields are marked *

This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.