Wordless Wednesday – #47
branches drip down spindly fingers reaching the ground walking the path unbeknownst to you spirits silently laugh breezes…
Two decades have passed; seems like yesterday, seems like an eternity. Â As my mind wanders back down the…
Sins are repeated, And God always exchanges up, Healing broken hearts. ~Mark Schutter ©2014 Poetry post #28 of…
