Slowly, and with little notice, he becomes a routine visitor bringing me brisk, fresh air early in the day and bidding me goodbye midmorning. As the days grow shorter- he tarries longer. I welcome his stay knowing that it is a brief sojourn between the heat of summer and the cold of winter. His …
My whispers in the wind – Charlsey Jane
my dreams, desires, random thoughts
My whispers in the wind - Charlsey Jane 