If the mind of the flesh is death and the mind of the spirit is life and peace then surely the voice of silence is an abyss of empty darkness while heads buried in the sand (maybe from fear) (maybe... Continue Reading →
Working long hours Tired as sin What can he do? Where has he been? He makes time For family and friends 24/7 Always available Not enough time But time he lends Lauded for his charity Appreciated For his clarity He's... Continue Reading →
(Image by Ootuoyevoli) Oh! What bliss is this As I lean in for a kiss He responds readily As I giggle with glee I can't believe He belongs to me He's so easy to know Always goes with the flow... Continue Reading →