Moonlight

Late in the night the only light, shines from the forsaken Christmas tree. Each forgotten little sparkling white…

Around the bend, on a narrow road. Comes the end, of all we have known The colors…

Here is hoping everyone’s wishes came true this Christmas and offered prayers for a blessed and Happy New…

Recalling the adventurous hike my daughter and I did this past summer to High Rock Lookout just outside…

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