December 1st Warm and muggy rain Night-light on the house Shines on fading blooms Of pinkish hues Death comes soon And the bloom is no more
Why is it Once so many days have passed, The sun comes up And I’m here At last. All the work was done To outgrow the thoughts of you, Yet once again at last My heart belongs to you.
I don’t necessarily believe in demons. But, I do believe in energy and frequency. In day to day life, we carry our own emotions, pick up others and get weighed down with worldly muck. So, I’ve been using this spray to ground myself and…
Beautiful Scarborough Peaceful in the spring Castles and history are found Sweet memories are made May 2018 Scarborough, UK.