an angel,

sweet with a bit of a bite, like life.
an angel,
“…I don’t just wish you rain, Beloved – I wish you the beauty of storms…” John Geddes I love this quote. For so many reason,
many lives lived enveloped in this one some short and bright others just as brief, yet dark darkness and light equally blinding lives that are
and she flew wind dances in her hair, lifting and playing with the jumbled strands the breeze kisses her tingles bring a shiver to her
sketches and paintings are never my medium pretty lines and designs have never been released from my hands so I write instead from my