«Haunting» by Lynn White Everything feels newfreshrefreshedlike a meadowbloomingafter gentle rain.I tell myselfthat’s how I feelrefreshed by gentle rainnot battered by a storm.Sometimes I almost believe it,believe that I’ve left the past behind,our past with its sunshine and shadows.I try to see the sunbut it’s so bright I have to close my eyesand that’s when the tears... Leer más →
