Fear Her
She has been through hell. So believe when I say, Fear her when she looks into a fire and smiles. Continue reading Fear Her
She has been through hell. So believe when I say, Fear her when she looks into a fire and smiles. Continue reading Fear Her
The morning calls to me To slow my place and be To ease my crowded schedule And perhaps just sit and stare To focus on a burning log On a raindrop on a leaf Or to find my own image In a flickering candle flame© Continue reading Flickering Flame