I pray upon waking Anxious waking heavy heart A beat for this and one for that Lord I hear the cry inside Speak to me with love. Rate this:Share this:EmailPrintFacebookTwitterLike this:Like Loading... Related
Those for whom our hearts beat always leave a scent, a warmth, a memory that can’t fade. We are so lucky to have known those people. Reply
Lovely
Thank you for saying so.
Those for whom our hearts beat always leave a scent, a warmth, a memory that can’t fade. We are so lucky to have known those people.
So very well said!