My Sweetest Poem
And The Broken Wings I Thought Are My Fate Despair, Sorrows, Falls, Heartburns Will Stick To Me Forever, I Began To Think Of Late An......
Posted: 1 Year Ago
The Quitter Is Ready!
There She Sits, With Her Head Bowed Down, Eyes Lost And A Heart Yearning For The Warmth Of Reassurance. Her Thoughts Keep Taking Her Back Into The Glass Office, Across “the” Table With …...
Posted: 1 Year Ago