Some Days are Better Than Most
Some days I think of her. Others days I don’t…
Some days I think of her. Others days I don’t…
The child watched his mother, Limp and swinging.
Sometimes you can’t see the whole picture.
Taking control. One planet at a time.
“And where he walks, there shall be glitter and gold…”
You Have it All
“And where he walks, there shall be glitter and gold…”
This story is about the last time I ever sold chocolate Part II.