Yea, the many hands that held,
The songs, sonnets, and psalms…
I have endeavored to return her kindness in poetic form. The poem below is dedicated to her and is a poor representation of what it must feel like to be drawn to this other-worldly beautiful woman and be snared in her practiced charms. Thank you, dearest Jupiter, and know I will always be your moon!
Embracing imperfection with faith, flannel, & fresh air
Faith saved us from the savages that we were, losing faith makes us savages again
Often Misunderstood
An Open Mic & Poetry Show
I speak my heart out.
A trip through life with fingers crossed and eternal optimism.
Passionate Teacher and Future Children's Author
Philosophy is all about being curious, asking basic questions. And it can be fun!
Work by Rain Alchemist
It's Time to Play...
Poetry, Photography, haiku, Life, word play, puns, free verse
commonsensiblyspeaking 