I have seen sweet looking and bright kids in flashing boots stepped on imaginary snow; impressive statement shirts worn by the most unusual faces and making bravery like some kind of worn hip.

Hush the tired nerves; benumb the whipped souls. Keep the strength because this writer draws strength from those unhurried gaits and heavenly presences.

I have deeply known your unscornful hearts, your own friends as my buffers. They do provide laughter.

The sister of the universe has wonderfully transformed the faces with pretty adornments but the sincerity is seen through the heart. You do not know how brilliant you are. Someone has to tell you that.

Propel the rocket, shine the skeleton, gingerize the beautiful voice, hug bear the intelligent giant.

And thus, in the sensing of this affinity, you have connected and did it well.

Smiles and cheerful appreciation.