and what if we felt the soft grass in the afternoon sun of the spring? and what if a drop of dew from a sweet tree flower fell into our mouths? and what if we knew the beauty of silence with a loved one? and what if we felt the contagious laughter of a new neighbor? and
and what if we felt the soft grass in the afternoon sun of the spring? and what if a drop of dew from a sweet tree flower fell into our mouths? and what if we knew the beauty of silence with a loved one? and what if we felt the contagious laughter of a new neighbor? and
Honestly I’m struggling with the bitterness sometimes
Honestly I’m struggling with the bitterness sometimes