Apr 2016
East reaches out its petaled fingertips
meeting West in the center of the garden.
If only we knew then what we know now.
Trust the generations.
We are here to breathe. And to love.
meeting West in the center of the garden.
If only we knew then what we know now.
Trust the generations.
We are here to breathe. And to love.
©Elisa Maria Argiro
