Creek dried up
Heat pierced like dart!
Green into brown
Trees lost their crown
Then, came a friend… Continue reading “Noontime”
When I look at myself, I know, every inch of me complements you. We were molded by the same Potter who thought of us together even before our creation.
I came across this song of Tori Kelly titled “Dear No One” and remembered a love letter with the same salutation…sharing it with you.