He Smiled, And It Lit Up His

And Than Suddenly He Was There, Charging Down The Hallway Like Death In A Cowboy Duster.

"jerks," I Muttered. Then I Brightened. "oh, Hey. Doughnuts."

Life And Death Were So Unpredictable. So Close To Each Other. We Existed Moment To Moment, Never Knowing Who Would Be The Next To Leave The World. I Was Still In It, Barely, And As I Looked Up From The Ashes, Everything Around Me Seemed So Sweet And So Beautiful. The Trees. The Stars. The Moon. I Was Alive -- And I Was Glad I Was.

I'm Like A Fine Wine. I Get Better With Age. The Best Is Yet To Come.

Hope Implies That You Think You Have A Chance At Something.