Leaving the hand of friendship I offered you, you depart from my life, igniting emotions of sorrow that leave deep scars. Rather than leave with such rotten impressions, I’ll offer you my gun. Take aim and fire at my heart. X marks the spot. 3WW 187-Ignite, Rotten, Depart A-Z Challenge for April
“The difference between what we do and what we are capable of doing would suffice to solve most of the world’s problems.” Gandhi Vinay, whom I fondly call Leo, because that is how he introduced himself to me when I met him online for the first time, asked if I would honor him in writing … Read moreCelebrating Vinay’s 500th Post, with Honor!