A life without lemons lacks lemonade. A world without rain lacks rainbows. A day without sad could never have glad. And without glad, what we’d do, no one knows. That’s why we allow the rain to rain as it pleases, because the rain brings rainbows, right after it leaves us.

You can’t judge a book by its cover .
By its pattern or shade.
By rumors or whispers
or what people say.
Not by what they wore that day.
Only on what’s inside, ok?
Only on what’s inside.

Behind the pantry, the little mouse sat.
Behind him his tail quivered.
In front of him, the cats nose moved from side to side.
Between the mouse hole and the mouse the cat positioned himself.
Away from the pantry, between the cats legs, the little mouse raced.
On top of the mouse, one giant claw stood, the cat purred with glee.
Under her paw all that was left was a piece of little mouse cheese.
Inside his house the little mouse slept, safe as could be.