The first paragraph or poem evoked in me a memory of my favourite summer activity, staring up at the sky.
I appreciate the words “treasure of human touch”. For me, it’s truly the act of kindness and gentleness.
The first paragraph or poem evoked in me a memory of my favourite summer activity, staring up at the sky.
I appreciate the words “treasure of human touch”. For me, it’s truly the act of kindness and gentleness.
Staring up at the summer sky? I love doing that a lot too, it's always a reflective moment for me.
Thank you so much for coming around 🙏