Saying good night to the mountains, the sun throws his most beautiful rays to them, that they may not forget him till the morning.
Johanna SpyriIf you have a sorrow that you cannot tell to anyone, you can go to our Father in Heaven.
Johanna SpyriSaying good night to the mountains, the sun throws his most beautiful rays to them, that they may not forget him till the morning.
Johanna SpyriIf you have a sorrow that you cannot tell to anyone, you can go to our Father in Heaven.
Johanna Spyri