First Snow
White flies flew -
The whole yard turned white.
Don't count white flies,
Flying like fluff.
(Maxim Rylsky)
He stood at a fork in the road. One road led to freedom and creativity, the other to service and his son.
White flies flew -
The whole yard turned white.
Don't count white flies,
Flying like fluff.
(Maxim Rylsky)
He stood at a fork in the road. One road led to freedom and creativity, the other to service and his son.