I hold this letter in my hand. A plea, a petition, a kind of prayer. I hope it does as I have planned. Losing her again is more than I can bear. I kiss the cold, white envelope.
I hold this letter in my hand. A plea, a petition, a kind of prayer. I hope it does as I have planned. Losing her again is more than I can bear. I kiss the cold, white envelope.
I hold this letter in my hand. A plea, a petition, a kind of prayer. I hope it does as I have planned. Losing her again is more than I can bear. . I kiss the cold, white envelope.