Comments about Zandi Wardle
Let my mind flourish in great memories as I escape into a world I once lived in.
let my mind be neurished in the thoughts of my own past...
When my loved ones still lived,
when my dreams seamed real...
I crave for those days when my mornings were bright
when this house was warm.
Now the wind blows,
blows up the dust that fades eventually
Curtains are torn,