Sign up
Sign in
The morning only spends a bit of time with the night, in passing, as the Moon hands over the duties to the Sun. Perhaps this is why it sometimes cries, leaving its soft tears like a blanket upon the ground.
Anthony O'Dugan
Ann Marie Steele
Follow
--
1
Share
I love this!
I write about love and loss, what I observe and experience — I write about hope. My writing has been described as resiliently defiant.
Help
Status
About
Careers
Press
Blog
Privacy
Terms
Text to speech
Teams