Maxioms by Alice Walker
Is solace anywhere more comforting than that in the arms of a sister.
Is solace anywhere more comforting than that in the arms of a sister.
In search of my mother's garden, I found my own.
In search of my mother's garden, I found my own.
Us sing and dance, make faces and give flower bouquets, trying to be loved. You ever notice that trees do read more
Us sing and dance, make faces and give flower bouquets, trying to be loved. You ever notice that trees do everything to git attention we do, except walk?
