Stranded, lost, fumbling to find the way back, ‘Tis too dark to see, too lonely to ask, The way back to your heart, once that I called home, The grass, the road, the river, the shore, I cross it all in the hope that I will find you, The eyes moist, voice cracked, all IContinue reading “Belong.”
First cry. Bloody hands. Smiling Dad. Graciously Yours! P.S. : I also came across this adorable picture below, while surfing. I think it deserves a separate six word story. This time I want one from you. Are you up for the challenge? Leave your stories in the comments below. Pictures Courtesy : Pinterest.