Nature and its beauty.
Rain falls from a cloudy gray sky. Bits of sun break through,
If I could fly I would swim in the river of wind that is my home.
Watching the fall of the snowflakes as they dance with the wind. Every one different. I'm mesmorised by how such a tiny thing could inspire me so. The frost on the windows draw my attention as I pictu...
nothing other than wanting to be with a lover
By: Me, Ashlyn Craven
Rain falls from a cloudy gray sky. Bits of sun break through,
If I could fly I would swim in the river of wind that is my home.
Watching the fall of the snowflakes as they dance with the wind. Every one different. I'm mesmorised by how such a tiny thing could inspire me so. The frost on the windows draw my attention as I pictu...
nothing other than wanting to be with a lover
By: Me, Ashlyn Craven