Never did I use to care about flowers when I was young...now I stop and give a sniff of all that I can find...just as I got a whif of the flowers of this poem...e
Each person is but a grain of sand resting beside the sea. This thought sets the tone for Jill Eisnaugle’s latest poetry collection, Beside Still Waters.
Lovely penned Ruan.
Lady Mary Ann
Love and best wishes,
Regis