Dismembered
If I can never again look upon your face,
Then I pray you take my stricken eyes,
For no beauty will ever quite replace,
The depth of soul that within it lies.
If I can never again look upon your face,
Then I pray you take my stricken eyes,
For no beauty will ever quite replace,
The depth of soul that within it lies.
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.
♠️Rip It Up & Start Again♥️
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