Between the crosses, row on row,
That mark our place, and in the sky,
The larks, still bravely singing, fly,
Scarce heard amid the guns below. ~ John McCrae
Between the crosses, row on row,
That mark our place, and in the sky,
The larks, still bravely singing, fly,
Scarce heard amid the guns below. ~ John McCrae
Excerpt from a 1939 essay called "Not Enough"
Excerpt from a 1939 essay called "Not Enough"
If I could give you one thing in life, I would give you the ability to see yourself through my eyes. Only then would you realize how special you are to me. Love, Momma
If I could give you one thing in life, I would give you the ability to see yourself through my eyes. Only then would you realize how special you are to me. Love, Momma
#imstillwithher
#itshouldhavebeenyou
#imstillwithher
#itshouldhavebeenyou