HOPE DOESN’T FLOAT…IT SOARS

Just when the caterpillar thought the world was over, it became a butterfly… ~Unknown The day dawned Bright and new Sunlight streaming Warm breeze wafting Pulling me from sleep A magickal slumber Awakening at last To a brand new world Strange and foreign Yet somehow seemingly familiar Where my first thoughts Were not of anotherContinue reading “HOPE DOESN’T FLOAT…IT SOARS”