Author: Roslyn McConnell

Look Up

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Our daily lives are, for the most part, routine. We wake up (and in my case, shamefully hit the snooze button at least 4 times), get ready for the day, and head out to our destination. Usually that requires getting... Continue reading →

Prism

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His love seemed pure like streams of light straining her pupils, so clean and white Pristine, serene like a dawn sunbeam but nothing so perfect can be what it seems His light made a long journey, passing through time conquering... Continue reading →