The Freedom to Be
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
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
That’s right. You are worthy. So often we walk through life feeling less-than. We crutch along on that inferiority complex we hold so dear. We beat ourselves down to a pulp and allow others to do the same. We […]
New York is an ever-changing city. For this Capetonian there are simply too many people. But…the architecture…That I love.
It’s Literature Week on The Blog Tag and today’s prompt is “Poetry”. If you have been following this blog you’d know you poetry is my love. So, this is my Ode to Poetry.
You
You thought you could break me…
You couldn’t
“Help me
Reach out to me
Show me humanity”