Monday, March 21, 2022

HAPPY BIRTHDAY HANK

 


On his birthday, he walked the same street he had for the past year. He gave himself a moment on this day, to remember, to hold the memories.to remember, to keep the memories on this day. This was his gift to himself. His birthday gift was to cherish the memory of a home, of where he came from and where he hoped to be.

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