Some Thoughts
My Little Bubble!
It’s a world of bubbles and everyone is in their own little one, bouncing around to wherever the wind may take us. As a little
It’s a world of bubbles and everyone is in their own little one, bouncing around to wherever the wind may take us. As a little
-Hot Tea and the Window near by Wet Rain and the Color of the Sky Thinking of that River that I seen with my Eyes
I ride this ride, this bumpy ride It comes and goes like the tide I search for what is mine And On this ride I
Eulogy for Sharan Kaur This is a story about a girl. A girl who left this world a better place. She was a girl who