The sun spread across my lawn like peanut butter. The sun woke me with a quiet whisper of good morning. The day holds a promise I think.
Catholic Woman's Journal of Recovery, Inspirational Creative Writing and Hope
Catholic Woman's Journal of Recovery, Inspirational Creative Writing and Hope
The sun spread across my lawn like peanut butter. The sun woke me with a quiet whisper of good morning. The day holds a promise I think.
TBI survivor, florist, ebook author, inspired to encourage others through my writing. -Shoot for the moon, even if you miss you'll land among the stars. View more posts
