He wasn't, by any means, a young flame, So, he didn't have time for mind games. Times past, I was always the blame, But accusations from him never came. With compassion, his love he framed In ways that dispelled of hurtful claims. Blessedly, our faith and hope are the same, So, we have love without... Continue Reading →
Doing Our Own Thing!
Dance to the tunes that make you happiest in life. Written for the Weekend Writing Prompt #155 for Sammiscribbles: Tune in 10 words.
