Open It May19 Daylight bids its fond adieu, Evening splices time in two; What was, turns into yesterdays, What will be, is the gift that stays. Share this:FacebookEmailPinterestTwitterLinkedInTumblrLike this:Like Loading...
Solemn Silence Dec5 Solemn silence, misty hours ticking by on frosty bowers, Time, stand still, I want to cast this breath before the present’s past. Share this:FacebookEmailPinterestTwitterLinkedInTumblrLike this:Like Loading...