Temporary Home
For some people, this world is only a stopover. They arrive here to do some good while they can, but they know that this is still not their true home. They are thiên thần who come to light up our lives with their luminescence and to teach us what they can before they have to di chuyển on. They flash in on golden wings, but it seems that they are gone before bạn can say “Thank you” hoặc “I tình yêu you”. They leave softly, without fanfare. They Kiss our brow as lightly as a heart’s whisper, and smile, blinding us with its brightness. When we blink, they are gone.
For some people, this world is only a stopover. They arrive here to do some good while they can, but they know that this is still not their true home. They are thiên thần who come to light up our lives with their luminescence and to teach us what they can before they have to di chuyển on. They flash in on golden wings, but it seems that they are gone before bạn can say “Thank you” hoặc “I tình yêu you”. They leave softly, without fanfare. They Kiss our brow as lightly as a heart’s whisper, and smile, blinding us with its brightness. When we blink, they are gone.