The Child Within My Heart
“Can I handle the seasons of my life?”
The Remains
“Gone but not forgotten, in case you come back some day”
Ghosts of Autumn
"There is little more I love to feel than those first cool breezes glancing off my sun-wearied cheeks when golden hour starts to arrive earlier."
Autumn's First Chill
"Thrust away the oppressive heat of Summer, that we may revel in tender embrace"
"Help"
"Then said [Help], Give me thy hand."