Today I am grateful my 18 year old son sent me a text from the front porch, “I forgot how much I love robins out here in the spring.”
Thumpity thump thump…
Thumpity thump thump…
Beats my grateful, grateful heart.
Today I am grateful my 18 year old son sent me a text from the front porch, “I forgot how much I love robins out here in the spring.”
Thumpity thump thump…
Thumpity thump thump…
Beats my grateful, grateful heart.