My webmusic

Dear friends, U can go to this page and Download my Web Music

But I forgot the name of it.u should search in that page for it

sorry

u can find so nice musics for Ur web in that page

Even song - is my another favorite song in that page

good luck my dear friends

".....Darya"

sometime

sleep

I Really Do Love You

I Really Do Love You

I Really Do Love You

Even Though Sometimes 

It May Not Seem So

Sometimes It May Not Seem

:That I Love You

Sometimes It May Not Seem 

That I Even Like You

Often What You Have Done To 

Hurt My Feeling Is So Small

But When You Love Someone 

Like I Love You

Small Things Become Big Things

And the First Thing I  Think About 

Is That You Do Not Love Me 

I Am Trying To Be More Honest With My Feelings 

And I  Am Trying Not To Be So Sensitive 

But In The Meantime

I Think You Should Be Very Confident That At All Times 

In Every Way Possible 

I Love You

Susan Polis Schutz

Parents are like the eraser whereas their children are like the pencil

.The PENCIL said:  I'm sorry

.The ERASER said: For what? You haven’t done anything wrong

The PENCIL said: I'm sorry, because you get hurt because of me. Every time I make a mistake, you're there to erase it. But as you make my mistakes vanish, you lose a part of yourself. You get smaller and smaller each time.

The ERASER said: That's true, but I really don't mind. You see, I was made to do this. I was made to help you whenever you do something wrong. Even though I know I'll be gone one day and you'll replace me with a new one, I'm actually happy with my job. So please, stop worrying. I hate to see you sad.

I found this conversation between the pencil and the eraser very inspirational. Parents are like the eraser whereas their children are like the pencil.

They're always there for their children, cleaning up their mistakes. Sometimes along the way, they get hurt, and become smaller… older, and eventually pass on.

Though children will eventually find someone new (spouse), but parents are still happy with what they do for their children, and will always hate to see their precious ones worrying, or being sad.

All my life, I've been the pencil. And it pains me to see the eraser that is my parents, getting smaller and smaller each day. For I know that one day, all that I'm left with, would be eraser shavings an memories of what I used to have.