Journey of the moments #15

While editing A Rainy Heart, mind wanders to another place,  the forgotten era of time past.  Words appear so I write them down, for the next novel yet uncertain of the title.  My friends,  readers and writers, what are your thoughts on these few lines?  Thank you.


Journey of the moments #14

When I see the stars hang in the sky, the light from them makes me want to grab one and keep.  How I wish having many hearts to dangle before others’ eyes, yet I possess only one.