a wake On 2017070520170704 By Beleaguered ServantIn Original Poems no matter how softly we move, we leave a wake – and ripples that may touch anyone To share is human:TweetShare on TumblrMore Email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email Share on Reddit (Opens in new window) Reddit Print (Opens in new window) Print Like this:Like Loading…
lovely-so perfectly said.