BTHOMPhotography

>  The Sun casts a warm glow across the house, creating long shadows of the trees, lighting up the afternoon around you. The air blows playfully, caressing your skin & making your hair dance. It's quiet, because there is no war. No war killing everyone you ever loved, ever knew. No bombs dropping from the sky to end your life in a heartbeat. You sit on the porch and listen to the leaves scratch the road, listen to the children happily play at the park down the street. Because your ears have the capability to let you hear the music of life. You're safe because you have a nice, safe home. You don't live on the streets, cold and alone with nobod