Oh this most unwelcome visitor in the middle of the night. Why does he usually stop to chat after I have had a couple of hours of sleep. Rudely rousing me with his incessant noise of silence shouting his presence. I sigh...we must visit for a few before I can politely request …
My whispers in the wind – Charlsey Jane
my dreams, desires, random thoughts
My whispers in the wind - Charlsey Jane 