On my walk today found this stapled to a pallet empty of firewood. The world weary adult part of me wonders if this is really the handwriting of a “kid.” The rest of me doesn’t care who wrote it. Exactly what I needed to hear.
On my walk today found this stapled to a pallet empty of firewood. The world weary adult part of me wonders if this is really the handwriting of a “kid.” The rest of me doesn’t care who wrote it. Exactly what I needed to hear.