If the prophet Job were to walk into the room at this moment, I could sit swapping hard-luck stories with him till bedtime.
If the prophet Job were to walk into the room at this moment, I could sit swapping hard-luck stories with him till bedtime.
Further Reflection on Parsley Parsley Is gharsley
You know your lover by looking into their eyes and heart. You know your friends by reading, arguing, praying, playing,…
The Cherry Trees The cherry trees bend over and are shedding, On the old road where all that passed are…