I TRUST MY NIGHTS
The breezes of nights are my hope.
The moonlight and the star-shine are my dreams.
HANAN
I remember when I was seven and you weren’t here, I envied a friend who had a sister.
Tag: Poetry
The breezes of nights are my hope.
The moonlight and the star-shine are my dreams.
I remember when I was seven and you weren’t here, I envied a friend who had a sister.