Memories of you cling to me like rain on a window,
Muddied by the dust of days in a purity lost…
Memories of you cling to me like rain on a window,
Muddied by the dust of days in a purity lost…
Grey words tied like a long-jaded rosary,
Worn-out in the constant touching,
A vanquished mind is forever lost…
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
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