*This little girl suffers terribly from cerebral...
I met an angel today...
Everyday I contemplate
What it would take...
The final stands for the few in the world and...
Can’t live in the past
Sitting, worrying, wasting...
Let us bow our heads in prayer
and gently fold our hands...
~this poem is a corrected version of my old poem...
I lived in a dungeon full of chains...
It's funny how so quickly life
Can get snatched away...
Tell me...
why people are living...
Don't be discouraged by what people say
Don't let words like that drive you away...
I
Am...
I don’t write because I want to
No thoughts of wealth or dreams of fame...
At the fresh arrival of life, anew
we are handed our own canvas of heart...