secrets are not meant for keeping
children run wild at the lakeside
sunlight upon water
warms the frozen soul
i give you my eyes for seeing
i light a candle to your name
the sweet parade of daybreak
prompts a bird to sing
in excelsis deo adonai
three quarter moon
in a patch of blue sky
ascendre descendre disparaître(1990)
Hello I invite you to my blog.
RépondreSupprimerI am new to this I hope you accept my invitation.
greetings.
Hi Laura. Thanks for stopping by:)
RépondreSupprimerI've more or less a year escribieno and I decided to share this new passion: D
You write very well, congratulations.