“I stood and looked at the large framed painting of the Pierrot clown that hung on her wall and sympathised with the tears that rolled down its cheek. Like the clown, I felt contained within a frame, the only difference… — Eileen Munroe Copy Share Image
“I stood and looked at the large framed painting of the Pierrot clown that hung on her wall and sympathised with the tears that… — Eileen Munroe Copy Share Image
