Month: December 2018


“Good morning sun, it’s good to see you.” And through its radiance and warmth, It speaks, “Likewise.” “Good-day songbird, it’s good to hear you.” And with its music and rhythm, It sings, “Likewise.” “Good-day blue sky, it’s to good to

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There is thing that is just beyond your grasp. You can see it. Your soul longs for it. You can almost touch it. If only you could extend your hand a fraction of an inch more you could draw it