Stories From The Carolina Coast

Short Stories and Tales told about Charleston's Sea Islands

Sunday, September 12, 2021

57. I reluctantly give this day to the past, as. Dreams beckon to ease my weary mind, while. Tomorrow sings her siren song to me, but. The new day whispers it's promise of hope, and. Soon I will rise and claim the new sunrise. R. Sweat Goodnight Y'all

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