It is hard to pay it forward,
In a lost world of me and mine,
Like a handful of pearls tossed toward,
An undeserving, greedy swine.
We are blessed beyond measure,
But rarely do we treasure,
All the things with which we’re blessed,
Wanting more we do attest
This is not the type of person I ever intended to become but, being honest with myself, it is certainly who I am.
I speak my heart out.
Connecting philosophy to the world around us
Dichotomy | Contrast | Life
Award-winning Author. Veteran. Patriot. Martial Artist.
Scribbled pieces of life
We Survived and Arrived - Now as Warriors We Thrive
A trip through life with fingers crossed and eternal optimism.
It's an uncertain life!
Live like you would die tomorrow, learn like you would live forever! (Gandhi) All artwork, music and photography is of my creation and all are originals if not otherwise stated.
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