A tree I could spend time with whenever I pleased
Perhaps I would borrow its shade and read a nice book under a tree
A tree I could spend time with whenever I pleased
Perhaps I would borrow its shade and read a nice book under a tree
no song comes close to the beauty of the sound of nature
no painting is as beautiful as our moon and stars
no song comes close to the beauty of the sound of nature
no painting is as beautiful as our moon and stars
The greatest enemy of positive social change is cynicism about what can be changed.
The greatest enemy of positive social change is cynicism about what can be changed.