Poem – Gift December 17, 2017williamricci Like the last leaf from spring hanging on into winter, or prairie grasses overcoming snow and ice, life hangs on to a tenuous thread and each day is a gift. Share this:Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window)Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window)Click to share on Tumblr (Opens in new window)Click to email this to a friend (Opens in new window)Like this:Like Loading...
Beautiful
Thank you kindly, Willow!
My pleasure, Happy Christmas 💜
Thank you and a Merry Christmas to you as well!
Enjoy 💜🎄🎄