With the honeyed sweetness
The moon basked on the canvas of the night sky.
Little did he know
That he too would be forgotten as the days go by. 13 more words
I woke up and read my Bible. I watched the Bachelor and wrote a review. I watched 7th Heaven all day. If it doesn’t leave me feeling convicted, then it leaves me wanting to cry! 180 more words
I wish I had closed my eyes but I wasn’t exactly watching at that moment; the moment my ears heard a screech.
If I were to describe the sound, it would be like a wild stallion galloping at full speed with all the muscles at work and sweat beads sliding down the beastly built, neighing and squealing as when just moments before applying all the might for friction against the grit and gravel on the ground, before the unanticipated end of a cliff leading to an abyss below. 295 more words