As a child,
The boy would frequently write to his,
Sister,
Who stayed many many miles away.
She had nearly become a fading memory.
But to him she was still there,
Playing hide and seek with him.
Adios!
As A Child.
This site is as about the inspiration I get, as I am designed to get, where faith and conviction are my two flowers, which receive light when asked to God.
Before You Travel. 