We are in the month of August. Fondly remembering someone’s birthday, to be honest. My maternal grandfather, Zephrine, who was … More
As long as there's breath, there will always be HOPE because nothing is pre-written and nothing cannot be re-written!
We are in the month of August. Fondly remembering someone’s birthday, to be honest. My maternal grandfather, Zephrine, who was … More
There is a place Somewhere not too far away Anything there, I can say. It’s like a parallel universe That … More
