It reflects what people did in the 1860 and 1900s talking about what they did to live
The Love I Have by (Your Name)
The love I have, It’s hard to explain
The love for my family
Who keeps me sane
With them I cry, yes I cry and I seeth
They make me laugh
Laugh so hard
I can’t breath
They’ve raised me good, from the ground up
And everytime I fell
As a result of my fails
They were always there
To pick me back up
The love I have, It’s hard to define
The love for my family
Who’s just like sunshine
Answer:
Explanation:
morose is closest to gloomy. But gloomy is not quite correct. Gloomy is just a state om mind.
Morose is quite different I think. It is a life lived on the gloomy side, and somewhat constant in the way it lives that life. I think there is some measure of contentment when we are morose -- maybe we even like it.
Answer:I saw daffodils that were planted in straight lines, creating an illusion of thousands of them.
Explanation: I picked this one, because it includes important information and is detailed
