There are no byes because we never die, we transform.
So , see you next time.
See you some new dimension when our spirits are free.
YOU ARE READING
Blues and the dandelions
PoetrySinging the journey of whilting, falling and breaking to blooming against all odds of life.
III.
There are no byes because we never die, we transform.
So , see you next time.
See you some new dimension when our spirits are free.
