A Quote by Maggie Steincrohn Davis on dance, day, friendship, glory, good, and home
One day when I was young, and walking with a friend, a field dry as straw bloomed with flowers. "Oh, glory!" we breathed, my good friend and I, for the flowers blazed like suns and fire and rainbows. They sprang from folds between hillsides, peeked from pockets of shade. Spiraling - dancing - they followed us home. . . .
Source: Glory! To the Flowers
Contributed by: Zaady