asok
Well-Known Hunter
Graeme,
As I was reading today about what has gone on with you and Chris, I felt so hollow on the inside and helpless. Then I saw something when I walked into my bedroom. It is the poem called Footprints and I have on my dresser. I read it again, I mean really read it. It filled me with hope that we are not alone and that it will be alright.
As I was reading today about what has gone on with you and Chris, I felt so hollow on the inside and helpless. Then I saw something when I walked into my bedroom. It is the poem called Footprints and I have on my dresser. I read it again, I mean really read it. It filled me with hope that we are not alone and that it will be alright.