Her hair grey like an overcast day,
Enchanting me with her sly smile,
As we hide away in the hay,
Like young lovers on the sly.
We huddle in a pile,
Carressing each other,
Hushing our whispers,
As we enjoy our secret smiles.
As I walk my path with The Eternal God, I hope what I learn can help you as well
You & Your Health
"She believed she could, so she did." 🌙
Artwork, data analysis, and other projects by Jon
Transitioning to converting my thoughts into blogs than talking to myself about them
Because We all need to find a way to live with ourselves
These are my words, read if you dare...
Visual works of Wayne Wolfson
Beautiful.
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