
summer whispers // collaboration with maggie!
I hold them close
And tell them slowly,
They are my friends
If they’ll ever know me
I hold them close
And tell them slowly,
They are my friends
If they’ll ever know me
It’s a gorgeous sight to wake up in the morning and watch the river flow as if it never had a break in its life – so controlled but so full of kind rage.
summer – comes and goes
monotony; to return
yet hearts joyful thrive.
I sigh as I think about how many stories go unwritten while others are abandoned halfway.