Apr 5, 2024
We used to see hole swarms of them when I was kid. You rarely see more than scattered flashes of them now.
Written by Author, D. Denise Dianaty
Artist, Poet, author, wife & mom May my epitaph be "She reflected love into the world."
We used to see hole swarms of them when I was kid. You rarely see more than scattered flashes of them now.
Artist, Poet, author, wife & mom May my epitaph be "She reflected love into the world."