Memories well-worn, like dog-eared photographsturned over again and again in my mind. Remembered places call to me as my heart longs to returnwings opening with my heart, to fly above the night. ~ Caroline A. Slee Share this:ShareClick to share on Tumblr (Opens in new window)Click to share on Reddit (Opens in new window)Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window)Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window)Click to share on LinkedIn (Opens in new window)Click to share on Pinterest (Opens in new window)Click to email a link to a friend (Opens in new window)Like this:Like Loading... Reminiscence December 5, 2020 / caslee2000 / Leave a comment