Until then, I will just sit here in New Hampshire, minding my own little business.
But should they read this (unlikely), just know that I am thinking of you, I'm praying for you and I miss you terribly.
May the road rise to meet you,
May the wind be always at your back.
May the sun shine warm upon your face,
The rains fall soft upon your fields.
And until we meet again,
May God hold you in the palm of his hand.
May the wind be always at your back.
May the sun shine warm upon your face,
The rains fall soft upon your fields.
And until we meet again,
May God hold you in the palm of his hand.
These are my thoughts.
this is my prayer.
3 comments:
If one of you friends told you they were gay, how would you react?
I'm here always.
uh...I have gay friends?
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