fragile as a dandelion
True Beauty
Two generations separate the two. Different clothes. Different music. Different times. No difference in morals. No difference in ideals. No difference in love. A man who walks in the same footprints as his grandmother’s. Echoing every word she ever spoke, every lesson she ever taught. Every day he wakes up thanking God for making him, […]
O Captain, My Captain
credit to J for picture
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