Quite walks around the neighborhood with my pup. Cicadas whispering the sweet cadence of the day. Light from the evening sun tarnishes houses and leaks into windows, leaving an ending to the day that says:
“It’s ok, there is always tomorrow.”
Quite walks around the neighborhood with my pup. Cicadas whispering the sweet cadence of the day. Light from the evening sun tarnishes houses and leaks into windows, leaving an ending to the day that says:
“It’s ok, there is always tomorrow.”
Megan Elaine 