MAYBE…

MAYBE…

MAYBE… Maybe there’ll be a golden sun Maybe there’ll be clouds Maybe there’ll be rain-drops spattering the ground Maybe there’ll be cherry blossom Maybe apple trees Maybe there’ll be lavender all over buzzing bees Maybe there’ll be woodlands Maybe with some deer Maybe...
My Best Friend

My Best Friend

My Best Friend My best friend, whose name contrasts with heaven:always reminds of our beloved rule number seven. She turned to me and said, as we lay under the glimmer of the faintest star,“Yes Lana, the friends and family may come and go but no matter how lonely you...