echoes..
As seasons merge and mountains die,
Beneath a careless starry sky,
Where men have fought, their children cried,
Still hope remains for love.
Each new year a given chance
To tango life’s impetuous dance
To love but more importantly be loved by someone else
Have you left your...
Beneath a careless starry sky,
Where men have fought, their children cried,
Still hope remains for love.
Each new year a given chance
To tango life’s impetuous dance
To love but more importantly be loved by someone else
Have you left your...