WThile golden sunlight seemed to glow.Ahe afternoon moved soft and slow,
Tnd everything felt bright and new.
Ohe summer sky was washed in blue,
Irange-Coloured Days
recommend listening to this song when reading this poem:
relationship with our children, as they have a different last name. He explained they are his stepchildren and we proceeded to the embarkment waiting area.
ytou may not knowihe things in life you see
yt's good for you
cearning to grin
iould be a child
wn the hole within
ghat will you see
ko all the way down
feep on that sound
ollow the rumble
ᴄ𝑪ʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ ᴏɴᴇ | ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ ᴛʜʀᴇᴇ
Nam-ra walked her usual path at lunch, circling the far edge of the school.…𝑶𝑴𝑬 𝑯𝑬𝑳𝑳 𝑶𝑹 𝑯𝑰𝑮𝑯 𝑾𝑨𝑻𝑬𝑹 | 𝑪𝒉𝒂𝒑𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝑻𝒘𝒐: 𝑾𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝑵𝒐𝒕 𝒕𝒐 𝑺𝒂𝒚