One of my old short stories. Nature’s grieve
Nature’s grieves (Chapter one) (Wrote for baby girl in 1996) She sat alone on top of Himalayas and her flowing long brown hair covered her face. Her tears have rained on Earth… Continue reading
Nature’s grieves (Chapter one) (Wrote for baby girl in 1996) She sat alone on top of Himalayas and her flowing long brown hair covered her face. Her tears have rained on Earth… Continue reading
The threads of life. Fate and destiny A Poem by Coyote Poetry Life leave no guarantees. Must take chances. Like we are walking upon tender threads that easily break. The threads of… Continue reading