No matter how much time unfolds, love remains the driving force for the breath of each tomorrow. Yesterday gets lost in the sands of life, but you still are the beat in my heart, the sounds in my mind, and the touch I will never forget. Hold tight to the sands of time! I’ll never believe that’s all we had.
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A blogger, columnist, educator, researcher, and writer; Brenda is the founder of "Touring from the Park Bench"; formerly the column and now the blog. Her writing themes vary with life’s direction. AUTHOR'S WORDS~ "Have you ever watched over a cocoon, as it changes into a butterfly, or a rosebud as it blooms? It is almost like watching your children grow, all too quickly. They aren’t children anymore, and neither are you. Live life while you can, for you do not get a second chance.” View all posts by touring from the park bench