Moral Of The Story Lyrics Novels & Stories

♫ A story, A story, A story to tell The young ones; their eyes are sparkling like gold and diamonds. Happy dreams and laughing smiles, The truth of today is far from reality. Souls wander about the earth, searching for what is not to be. Can hope be restored? Can peace shower on us like rain; comforting our souls- our tired souls? A story, A tale. Could it be a fantasy? Is it just a mere wish? How can I smile a happy smile? When will I drink the milk of peace?

Mmmmuah"! A clap of satisfaction was given to him by the audience as he walked back to his seat. Mr Lucas collected the microphone and rounded up the speech with a joke, saying.... "Now that the grandfathers of triplets Amelia, Donald and Anderson have given their own vote of thanks, now it's my own turn to do so being their day's Master of Ceremonies". Everyone laughed as they clapped...to cheer him up. He began... "The title of my story is..."The Cat and the Single Hen"! He continued...

Louis knew his junior very well. The older man finally sighed and smiled. “Did you eat so late that you got sick to your stomach? Shall I order some food here?” Alain finally looked back at Louis. He felt grateful that his senior did not pressure him to tell the story. Honestly, he wasn’t ready to talk right now. In a situation like this, he was grateful because Louis was the first to meet him. His senior was very understanding of his condition even though he didn’t tell him anything. Perhaps it would be a different story if he met Brielle. The girl surely would force him to spill everything. She wasn’t a bad girl, but she couldn’t read the situation sometimes.

Lightsticks beamed brightly in the darkness, flooding the space with vibrant hues. "Silence speaks for those who listen." Kyle's magnetic voice came through as he jumped down the swing. The music gradually grew louder. "This song tells the story of a boy who took forever to understand the whispers of his silence, finally losing the girl he loves," he continued. "Hope you'll enjoy it."

Story is taking a very sharp turn Thank you so much for loving me Good bye till next update I love you all Take care May God bless all you with a beautiful future Ameen

"I told you. The song is gone." But Lyra, who had been watching with intense concentration, suddenly tilted her head. "It's not gone," she whispered. "It's just… sleeping really, really deep." She walked forward and knelt beside her mother. She didn't hum or sing. She put her small hand on the soil next to Liora's and closed her eyes. "The mountain says to tell it a story," Lyra murmured. "A story about the sun." She began to speak, her voice a soft, clear bell in the oppressive silence.

I choked out. “I know. And I know it hurts.” He exhaled slowly. “Maybe it’s time I told you my story too. I never met my mom. Life didn’t give me that chance. I grew up with Roy, and even then… things weren’t easy. But I learned something—no matter how dark it gets, you hold onto hope, even if it feels stupid. Because if you let it die… everything dies with it. And I won’t let that happen to you.”

For the love that healed us. And for the future that now stood tall on four legs, howling proudly into the night sky. The story was not perfect. But it was ours. And I wouldn’t change a thing.

“That sounds good. By any chance, do you have a girlfriend. I don’t want to start off with a girl hating me.” “Where did the word Nerd go to in our conversation?” They both chuckle as Melody heads off to the piano. This time she plays one of her mother’s favorite songs. It is called ‘Lean on Me’. She starts to sing as she plays, she loves this song so much. ‘Sometimes in our lives, We all have pain, we all have sorrow, But if we are wise We know that there is always tomorrow. Lean on me when you’re not strong, And I’ll be your friend, I’ll help you carry on.

Live it to the fullest. Love, Dad The End. (of this story)