The Echoes Within

The Echoes Within I am the pertinacious child of dauntless demands, The frightened child of explosive hands. The enchanting warmth of a midsummer's day; The deserted breadth of comforts age. The inquisitive bustle of delightful charms; The hunger of a world alarms. The silent whisper of loving kisses; The ABC'S of Hershey's Wishes...