About Me :
I wish I could believe in someone who could believe in me.....
We live alone by choice....but I like this poem, except I don't feel the thorns anymore...I just feel your loneliness.
You see him with your heart and once you meet him you will see his hand in every little thing. God bless you Suki...Happy Christmas!
Sometimes I do the same.....the snow arrives tonight.
Merry Christmas Suki...