Life is poetry waiting to be written
Ohhhhhh sigh. You wrote this for me, right? I may borrow it for my blog sometime,okay?
We do share in the reluctance of relinquishment, don't we?:) Use it whenever you like. I think each year passes a little more swiftly with startling awareness that soon we are old, and our children have flown...
Thank you always for your visit and your thoughts.