You know how much I love you? Count all the leaves of a tree sprouting in spring. You know how many days I want to be with you? Count all the stars you can see at night. — Anonymous Copy Share Image
“Sometimes I spend all day trying to count the leaves on a single tree. To do this I have to climb branch by branch and write down the numbers in a little book. So I suppose, from their point of… — Mary Oliver Copy Share Image
