The World on my wall is a majestic escape when I’m lying in bed on difficult days.
A natural scene full of wonder and charm to calm my heart in the midst of the storm.
The World on my wall is a majestic escape when I’m lying in bed on difficult days.
A natural scene full of wonder and charm to calm my heart in the midst of the storm.
To mothers who aren’t mothers yet I’m one of you, part of the set Of women who with empty arms And aching hearts, and wistful charm Long to hold a babe so sweet Next to your breast with love replete
Sometimes the heart must ache
So the soul can find its way
Have you ever heard the expression that someone (maybe even you) is not the brightest crayon in the box? If you are thinking that you’re a dull crayon than this episode is for you.