Be kind to woman That we never leave From the cradle To the grave Will lay us...
The lyrics say I'd walk 500 miles if I'm not wrong A long distance for sure but only a...
Young and fifteen.
My life was just beginning.
You walked into my life...
Time and time again my friend She proved herself to be far more than just an...
Flip flap, slip slap..I hear the flight of wonderful wings
Poetry in motion are the Snow Geese...
I take up this cup to fill it with moon’s light, to measure the darkness of this day....
light of blue it was when I learned to pray that hope was born in me it was by...
This is my story from cradle to grave My peers thought me extremely brave For at eighteen I...
Down to the ground your arms do weep With the vital and gracious wings of a fairy dream ...
I search to seek out beyond and behind
Foraging food for thought, amidst the corners of my mind...
“Hello little birdie and how are you today?”
A red Robin stares back at me in an inquisitive way...
The noises in his head are way too loud Told him he must escape the massive crowd ...
He sits sighing in his solitude, rocking in his Maggie’s chair
Staring as fiery flames were rising...
We (myself and thee missus) experienced shell shock analogous to war weary soldiers ...
At his feet that's my only desire when my journey is done I want to cast my crown at Jesus feet and...
I love thy beacons on one’s canvas, Oh blessed wondrous night
Twinkling torches of guidance for...
