The shadow of a young man,
And the shadow of a young woman
Sit side by side on a hill.
The shadow of a young man,
And the shadow of a young woman
Sit side by side on a hill.
Posted by Jacqueline on January 1, 2006
https://justonetake.org/2006/01/01/what-would-i-give-to-be-psyche-again/
There are many things I remember about my grandmother Violet. Her kisses, those were soft as snow falling on your cheek. Her smile, it started with her lips and crinkled up to her eyes and then out to everyone around her.
Posted by Jacqueline on January 1, 2004
https://justonetake.org/2004/01/01/the-difference/