Rose Blossoms In The Wind
Stop, and Smell the Roses...
Tuesday, May 2, 2017
Each Friend
Each friend represents a world in us,
a world possibly not born until they arrive,
and it is only by this meeting
that a world is born.
~ Anais Nin
No comments:
Post a Comment
Newer Post
Older Post
Home
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
No comments:
Post a Comment