
There are days we drift
caught on the breeze
flowing gently with the air
allowing ourselves to let go
there are days the sky cradles us
falling on the breeze
lulled into rest
after the journey has ended – Caroline A. Slee
There are days we drift
caught on the breeze
flowing gently with the air
allowing ourselves to let go
there are days the sky cradles us
falling on the breeze
lulled into rest
after the journey has ended – Caroline A. Slee