Promise me there’s a dawn
he ran to me and asked for my Kirene bottle, one quarter full. they passed it around in a circle, taking careful mouthfuls until the water is gone and i’m no longer my own. some days you cry so hard your ribs might break.
having a tendency to wander
he ran to me and asked for my Kirene bottle, one quarter full. they passed it around in a circle, taking careful mouthfuls until the water is gone and i’m no longer my own. some days you cry so hard your ribs might break.
Hi Kari! I found your blog through Szavanna and was intrigued by the similarities – TCK – pictures from Sweden – love for Africa! Have to read up!
Warm greetings from the Eastern side of West Africa,
Esther in Niger
Esther
30 Oct 08 at 5:40 pm
and i am now intrigued myself. your blog is wonderful! everyone should visit.
http://www.esthergarvi.com
Kari
31 Oct 08 at 3:09 pm
this touched me.
bonnie
5 Dec 08 at 6:48 pm