heaven’s door bleak but not without hope colors faded by a morning mist digging deep to release the courage hidden within scavenging for the strength that’s rooted to one’s soul it’s not buried rotting and decaying it has not departed fleeted
Pam White on February 28th, 2020 - 6:30pm This is so beautifully written. I am moved to tears thinking of special people no longer present. Thank you. Reply
This is so beautifully written. I am moved to tears thinking of special people no longer present. Thank you.
Beautifully written