"I dream of a day where you and me, we’ll have a little picnic on a far away valley. Where we can see lots and lots of flowers and the sky is our wide theater screen. We’d lay down on a green pasture and smell the breeze while forming clouds with our hands and we stayed and just stare the heavens battle for night and day, gaze the stars as it twinkle and dance." -Clyde B.
"I may not have all the riches but my being is full of hope, and this heart will never get weary of all these things. Everything’s because of the night rain turned to a sweet dew in the morning."