
The Wheel Turns
The darkness eats at my soulWears away at the last remainingSunshine. Every year, the bleakness, Tiredness. November. When I exist … Continue reading The Wheel Turns
The darkness eats at my soulWears away at the last remainingSunshine. Every year, the bleakness, Tiredness. November. When I exist … Continue reading The Wheel Turns
The next day was Sunday, so Kathy and Brian looked forward to a bit of a sleep in. At five … Continue reading A New Life Begins