A collection of feelings, inspirations, and a reflection of experiences. This book is a record of my memories that are made up of choices and chances that I've taken. It became an anchor that saves me every time I'm drowning in my own thoughts.
A collection of feelings, inspirations, and a reflection of experiences. This book is a record of my memories that are made up of choices and chances that I've taken. It became an anchor that saves me every time I'm drowning in my own thoughts.
~The tips of the mountains kiss the clouds up high
The grass dances together rhythmically as the wind blows by
The pair of old little lovebirds celebrating spring in the air
Only you and me are not...