Silver lining crested clouds, land in the horizon of lost ships, first glimpse of water oasis in a vast desperate dessert have absolutely nothing on even the slightest hint of a smile on your face.
Jun 20, 2016
Jun 20, 2016 at 1:46 PM UTC
Silver lining crested clouds, land in the horizon of lost ships, first glimpse of water oasis in a vast desperate dessert have absolutely nothing on even the slightest hint of a smile on your face.
Just something I thought of and shared with a friend who has dealt with the most tragic of losses a parent could fathom........ Its been years but it always seems so recent...... Just now, there might be signs of hope in her recovery.
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