Special are those who come into our lives, that enter our minds as we view the beauty that seems painted upon the sky. In our years they say there will be few that touch us so. Remember to hold them dear. For they will fill voids which exist in lonely hearts. Make us smile or laugh, where moments before we were sad.
So I rise and looking over my shoulder. My mind full of memories and a warm heart, I return to my cabin.
My Favorite Links
My Honey's Page
Black Widow's Art Gallery
Lipstick's Lounge
