A Melody Stirs!
A Melody Stirs! There’s a cotton clump of crowning white – hovering low above the hills, Hugging at the contours a mist of cloud – before the breeze picks up the chills! The grey fills the view to where horizons … Continue reading →
A Melody Stirs! There’s a cotton clump of crowning white – hovering low above the hills, Hugging at the contours a mist of cloud – before the breeze picks up the chills! The grey fills the view to where horizons … Continue reading →