Moving On

Past, Present, Future

Someday I'll wish upon a star Wake up where the clouds are far behind me Where trouble melts like lemon drops High above the chimney top That's where you'll find me
By V. Clare
Wednesday, June 14, 2017

My Journey Today

May the road rise up to meet you. May the wind always be at your back. May the sun shine warm upon your face, and rains fall soft upon your fields.
By V. Clare
Tuesday, November 8, 2016

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