* Those morning runs `cross fields of green, Where the hills rolled high and low, When the sun’s slant glazed with honeyed light, and the dew was… Read more “MORNING RUNS”
~ Wandering in a Running World ~
Toni Reavis
Toni Reavis
* Those morning runs `cross fields of green, Where the hills rolled high and low, When the sun’s slant glazed with honeyed light, and the dew was… Read more “MORNING RUNS”
