Everything has beauty, but not everyone sees it. CONFUCIUS
by Dev
All grown-ups were once children... but only few of them remember it.…
Tomorrow, and tomorrow, and tomorrow, Creeps in this petty pace from day…
To see a World in a Grain of Sand And a Heaven in a Wild Flower, Hold…
And I shall have some peace there, for peace comes dropping slow,…
Amidst the dust of bookshops, wide dispersed And never purchased there…
