Aug 8, 2017 · 1 min read
With each cooler breeze I too, think are we almost done with summer. While I used to hate the thought of fall which holds hands with winter, no longer do I feel that way. For each season has wonderful things to look forward to. And each day is given to us as a gift. Some we’d like to exchange, but nonetheless we think with finite minds, and his is eternal.
As always enjoyed the way you told your words to line up. Have a great day. The light may be leaving, but it’s still here now.
