My Grandfather house and Merry Christmas…
My Grandfather house (First written on 14 March 1980- Rewritten 29 December 2015) Time has moved too quickly.I have growth from a small lad to a old man. I remember following you my… Continue reading
Tag Archive: Online Writing
Now nothing remains the same….
Now nothing remains the same… Your name came to me late in the midnight hour, brought back the canvas of your perfect body, kind smile and your beautiful face. Your name, Fabiola.Made me… Continue reading
The Gypsy heart…
Gypsy heart…. Her eyes, clear blue like the sea, her voice, gentle and sweet. She told me, open the locked doors, wide. We decide if our life and journey is, a prison or… Continue reading