Flying High
I was driving down the road on a warm, Spring day recently with my windows
rolled
down. I wanted to feel the wind on my face and smell the wonderfully sweet scent
of the flowers in the air. It was my ears, however, that were blessed with
sweetness
as I slowed down for a school
Flying High
I was driving down the road on a warm Spring day recently with my windows
rolled down. I wanted to feel the wind on my face and smell the wonderfully
sweet scent of the flowers in the air. But it was my ears that were blessed
with sweetness, as I slowed down for a school zone.
The
