“Hope is the thing that floats,” he said.
“Hope is the thing with feathers,” she replied.
“So, hope is a duck, then.”
“Duck. Goose. Swan. Whatever.”
Writes all the things. Most of the things never write back.
Writes all the things. Most of the things never write back.
“Hope is the thing that floats,” he said.
“Hope is the thing with feathers,” she replied.
“So, hope is a duck, then.”
“Duck. Goose. Swan. Whatever.”