
When words flow through you, you can’t help but pick up the pen. This was written last night. The light in your eyes The joy of your smile Touches depths of my soul Makes the suffering worthwhile The calm of … Continue reading
When words flow through you, you can’t help but pick up the pen. This was written last night. The light in your eyes The joy of your smile Touches depths of my soul Makes the suffering worthwhile The calm of … Continue reading