To believe is to know the value of a nurturing heart,
The innocence of a child’s eyes
and the beauty of an aging hand,
for it is through their teachings we learn to love.
– A paragraph from one of my favorite poem “A Time To Believe” by B.J. Morbitzer.
Look at everything as though we were seeing it either for the first or last time. Then we learn to appreciate, to be thankful, and know the value of every single things.
with sincere smile,
MKhalid Ibrahim. 🙂