Lily fragrance dances about my nose like lasses in a mall..thanks Lord!
Love is a choice, a decision which you have thought through and are making on that beautiful day. The next 100years of your happy lives depends on both of you (and the kids on the way 🙂 )
The silent slither of the spring sun Swept over the seed. Timidly the shoot sprung, Rising through storms, oblivious of … More
Can you describe a baby’s smile? Let me try: A breath of fresh air while the sewage tanks are drained; … More