--maybe--
Maybe when the door of happiness closes,
another opens, but often times we look
so long at the closed door that we don't
see the one which has been opened for us.
Maybe the best kind of friend is the kind
you can sit on a porch and swing with,
never say a word, and then walk away feeling
like it was the best conversation you've ever had.
Maybe it is true that we don't know what we
have got until we lose it, but it is also true
that we don't know what we have been missing
until it arrives.
Happiness waits for those who cry, those who hurt,
those who have searched, and those who have
tried, for only they can appreciate the
importance of people who have touched their lives.
another opens, but often times we look
so long at the closed door that we don't
see the one which has been opened for us.
Maybe the best kind of friend is the kind
you can sit on a porch and swing with,
never say a word, and then walk away feeling
like it was the best conversation you've ever had.
Maybe it is true that we don't know what we
have got until we lose it, but it is also true
that we don't know what we have been missing
until it arrives.
Happiness waits for those who cry, those who hurt,
those who have searched, and those who have
tried, for only they can appreciate the
importance of people who have touched their lives.