All was pristine white because their purity was kept like that— as much as the quiet, private world they shared.
Tag: beauty
Painting the Girl I Was
My ornament hung proud from a string where she was pinned to dry.
Wildhearted
Being a kid at heart means I don’t give up.
Creative Fire
Bearing testimony of the moment hearts resonate in.
Be Still. Grace.
She wore happiness like her favorite dress.
Jasmine on the Grave 