To Be a Bird
I wish I were a bird. Never speaking a word. Singing songs to be heard. Hearts of souls would be stirred. Puffing my feathers up …
Beaming Thoughts to Encourage
I wish I were a bird. Never speaking a word. Singing songs to be heard. Hearts of souls would be stirred. Puffing my feathers up …
“Mother, Father, where are you?” Angela hurriedly rushed through the crowd at the gate. “Hi Angela!” said Susan. Without speaking, Angela waved quickly and dashed …