ad astra What is it about the crisp December night that beckons me outside and compels me to look past the tree tops past the clouds to the hopeful moon and beyond? Share this: Share on X (Opens in new window) X Share on Facebook (Opens in new window) Facebook More Print (Opens in new window) Print Email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email Share on Reddit (Opens in new window) Reddit Like Loading... Related
I really like this poem and the image you have chosen which so nicely matches your theme. Thanks 🙂 Reply
I really like this poem and the image you have chosen which so nicely matches your theme. Thanks 🙂
thanks for your kind words !