With long arms, they reach to the sky, yearning for the touch of the sun on their spindled fingers, which nurture their precious children, only to cast the brood to the ground when full.
With long arms, they reach to the sky, yearning for the touch of the sun on their spindled fingers, which nurture their precious children, only to cast the brood to the ground when full.
I liked you pictures and short yet thought provoking lines in your posts very much! Eager to see many such more.
Thank you for the compliment.