Sky talks to me with their ever changing colors, shapes of the clouds, wind, temparature and unconditional love.
That's not the sky talking to you Kiyoko, it's the God who made the skies. The heavens declare the glory of God;the skies proclaim the work of his hands. (Psalm 19:1 NIV)
JoeThank you so much for visiting my blog! I just appreciate their unconditional love.Kiyoko