Last night I had a dream It wasn’t pleasant This morning came the news You are no longer present
Young girl, raise your voice You are to be seen We are to rejoice Because of your being You make this world brighter Your smile like the sun’s ray Born a fighter Entering each new day
This post was written in partnership with Celeste from No Ordinary Woman and Chevone from Chevs Life. A while back we used to do Thursday tandem posts and thought we’d try it out again. Three bloggers. One title. For some reason we three English girls love to dabble in writing in Afrikaans every now and [...]
Through the open door of my heart you come Showering me with gifts like you've already won
I write because it keeps me sane My inner worry becomes my gain In blackest ink drowns my pain I write because it keeps me sane
To feel The kiss of the midday sun Watching the cherubs as they run Along the sandy stretch…oh what fun The freedom to be
I am me...I know no other way to be...
Do I fancy myself a writer? Well, yes. Yes I do.
More than merely Dogmatic confusion To me you are real
You did me real bad Got me oh...so sad With heart in hand I stand...