by your daughter When night falls the loneliness creeps up on me. Why does the darkness cast such a pall?…
Our friend Estelle wanted to share this memorial in writing that is on another blog. It is a beautiful piece…
by your daughter When night falls the loneliness creeps up on me. Why does the darkness cast such a pall?…
Our friend Estelle wanted to share this memorial in writing that is on another blog. It is a beautiful piece…