“Hope” is the thing with feathers- That perches in the soul- And sings the tune without the words- And never stops-at all- And sweetest-in the Gale-is heard- And sore must […]
Poetry
The Oceanside-
The Oceanside The sunshine’s warmth spreads across the beach. On the windswept beach, the waves sparkle motion. The waves slowly rise as they swing over the sands. Long grasses, silvery […]