The Sins Unseen We Commit Bear fruits most bitter Ruined lives are the consequence Copyright © 2017 Vivian Zems ( A Fibonacci Poem)
Scars healing gently Scabs forming slowly Thinking - over the worst Then a trip and fall Was this a blessing or curse? Scabs ripped away Wounds gaping open Heart strings rang out Fresh blood forming a spout Now knowing beyond... Continue Reading →
Smell The Coffee 