The Butcher’s Best Friend
Sweet scent of smoke hung like a greyish sheet,
There in the shop at the end of the street…
The Butcher’s Best Friend
Sweet scent of smoke hung like a greyish sheet,
There in the shop at the end of the street…
Sweet scent of smoke hung like a greyish sheet,
There in the shop at the end of the street…
Sweet scent of smoke hung like a greyish sheet,
There in the shop at the end of the street…
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.
Award-winning Author, Veteran
We Survived and Arrived - Now as Warriors We Thrive
A trip through life with fingers crossed and eternal optimism.
A journey into the labyrinth of my sceptical mind.
Passionate Teacher and Future Children's Author
Philosophy is all about being curious, asking basic questions. And it can be fun!
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