Sirah, child of my heart, if our world were black and white or even subtle grays, we would not have to look through the windows of our souls and joyfully add the colors of our hearts.
Recollections of My Life Through Photography, Short Stories, Poetry, and Videos
Sirah, child of my heart, if our world were black and white or even subtle grays, we would not have to look through the windows of our souls and joyfully add the colors of our hearts.