Paris at night
With love and forgiveness
Forgive me if I fail to do our story justice, if I stumble and fall. It is difficult to speak of you without tears. How can I ever forget your…
Summer Goodwin
11 April, 2017
The waiting game
Waiting. For an answer. Yes or no. When all I have is maybe. Maybe. The most uncertain word ever to exist. My heart stands still while time beats on. It…
Summer Goodwin
28 May, 2014
Painting class
"Let’s paint!" he says, flexing fingers that know paintbrushes I can tell, as his shirt knows paint (Are we going to get dirty?) the class leaps up - limber bare-bellied…
Peta Goodwin
11 March, 2014