If I could tell you about RedI would sing to you of fire Sweet like cherriesBurning like cinnamon Smelling like a rose in the sun

till, silentlywithout one peep, the angels come, their watch to keep.They’ll hold you safe while dreaming deep. The pillow cool beneath your head,all star lit is your feather bed which glides the moonbeams like a...

she thought of the mix of kids in her class and in Melissa’s and she knew that the future could be bright. No one had tried to say she didn’t have a right to be...

Remember that an act of hatred belittles the one who acts it out – but not the one it is done against unless that person allows it to. Each person who reaches out in love...