Ahead of me,
nothing but gray skies.
In the rear-view mirror,
nothing but gray skies.
But all the way home,
through a little break in the clouds,
the sun shone bright.
It felt like my own personal sunbeam.
~Nancy ~ 22/365
nothing but gray skies.
In the rear-view mirror,
nothing but gray skies.
But all the way home,
through a little break in the clouds,
the sun shone bright.
It felt like my own personal sunbeam.
~Nancy ~ 22/365
RSS Feed
