Thoughts of a woman from Jerusalem
Each autumn, how it sets my soul aquiver To see the street below become a river.
Comments are moderated. If you're a spammer, don't waste your keystrokes. If you're a real, honest-to-goodness commenter, welcome!
No comments:
Post a Comment
Comments are moderated. If you're a spammer, don't waste your keystrokes. If you're a real, honest-to-goodness commenter, welcome!