...when the lost loved ones are near
In the hushed moments of dawn, when the world is still cloaked in a delicate shade of indigo, I find myself drawn to the window, captivated by the song of robins...
...when the lost loved ones are near
In the hushed moments of dawn, when the world is still cloaked in a delicate shade of indigo, I find myself drawn to the window, captivated by the song of robins...