Lost in Lies
I wonder what the last thoughts were That went through your head As the last of your spirit left you as you read Who and what you were From those lips, oh so red Deadly As a knife Filling you with dread Had your essence really become Something of naught The person you...
A Mother
Often noticed but seldom seen for the love she brings Each offering unique Meekly, delivered like her babes in blind hope Hope that her gift lands and meets family demands how it was intended Intended to nourish, cradle direct and encourage bolster frustrate and nudge...
Natures Traces
Do you admire lace; appreciate the care to create the subtlety with which it cups a shape gentle detail in one embrace. See the veins in skin and petal fine; perfectly placed for life and for loving in grace. Concealed; veneer takes their place with control to...
Intact
Leading or being led?
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