Because
Because she believes, she can see the Fairies in the garden. Because she believes, the sweater with pockets becomes hers....
Because she believes, she can see the Fairies in the garden. Because she believes, the sweater with pockets becomes hers....
You are floating in stars Above you, below you, on every side of you, stars. The earth is nestled, I...
At seven in the evening garden, birdsong, breezes, churchbells, windchimes. The body as a piece of music, a weaving...
I’m loved by a neighbor boy. He just turned eight and I am seventy-six. Alan rang my bell today to...