Day turned to night, His friends scattered and death thought it had won. But heaven just started counting to three
Bob GoffI don't think success is what we've made of ourselves; I think it's what we've made of others.
Bob GoffDay turned to night, His friends scattered and death thought it had won. But heaven just started counting to three
Bob GoffI don't think success is what we've made of ourselves; I think it's what we've made of others.
Bob Goff