Funeralby Steve Beal Sr.October 25, 2016March 27, 2017Inspiration, Poetry, TributesBut I was wrong, it wasn’t the good that had left the room, but rather the feeling of evil had entered and hung like a thick black smoke over everyone and every thing. I can’t… Share this: Share on Facebook (Opens in new window) Facebook Email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email Print (Opens in new window) Print Share on WhatsApp (Opens in new window) WhatsApp Share on LinkedIn (Opens in new window) LinkedIn Share on X (Opens in new window) X Like this:Like Loading…
