Life, so full at times, Even all the spaces in-between. A fullness that inundates every crevice. This too will pass. Soft skin to folds of leathery lines, Strong steady hands to trembling decline. Golden locks to un-kept silver strands. And time, While filled with too much, still insatiable. Do not grow weary of your busyContinue reading “The Spaces In-between”
Who would have thought we’d miss our childhood so much, after spending it wishing we could be grown ups! – Clary
A reminder of how fleeting life is and that we shouldn’t take it for granted.