Time will not stand still
Early memories helped me to understand what I might become. All around me hung the trappings of war. Don’t get me wrong, I was loved. Yet from a early age I knew that in some way war might define me.…
Early memories helped me to understand what I might become. All around me hung the trappings of war. Don’t get me wrong, I was loved. Yet from a early age I knew that in some way war might define me.…
In and out of the weeping willow trees he went, wandering like a lost spirit. It was as if he was a puppy, just tasting the air. You know checking out those interesting spots. It was as if he was…