The Great Escape-Part III
The Tree and Me “What do you see? What do you know?” I asked the big tree at site 35. […]
The Tree and Me “What do you see? What do you know?” I asked the big tree at site 35. […]
Winding roads, curves with caution, and unchanged signs of times abruptly lowered my heart rate. Each mile marked a memory.
I climbed the wall. It was a great escape. No one had me locked in. There were no mean guards
Rain fell softly at first. Each drop gifted a unique reflection. The thunderclap and lightning strikes reminded me how fast,
May came in with a punch! Really, May? Again? It’s been almost a year since that day. With the rain
What is life if you live it in fear? Always worried you’ll lose something dear. We’re only here for a