Posted on September 6, 2013
You know how it is. Sometimes we plan a trip to one place, but something takes us to another. Grace arrives a cool ribbon of crisp air to embrace me like you used to do… So for a moment I am still wrapped In…
Category: Rainy Morning LettersTags: Autumn, Dreams, Grace, Love, Seasons, Service
Author - Artist
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