Out of the embers, I crawl toward the ocean… seeking cold water. Advertisements
Your hand in mine as we watch the sunrise is a dreamy kind of day.
Hot air fills this room and I only move to wipe beads off my forehead. I don’t want to move in this extreme summer heat! Where’s the lemonade?
I am me…just me. Even after all these years, I wake to find…me.
I didn’t wake up early; I’ve been up all night, but oh–The Sunrise.
Nature pushes the limits if given the chance. Do you do the same?
Humans are the threads in the tapestry of life. What’s our end image?
Independence Day: Our ideals held high as we fight for our future. Happy 4th and stay safe out there today. __________