Whenever he became as gruff
as a wild mustang on the run
gently she would smile
brush back his hair and say
make me sing like the strings of a fiddle… 171 more words
1 week ago
Lea Ann Garfias
I have broken my left wrist twice. That’s exceptional, but to a musician, it’s notable. I vividly recall the second time I broke it. For a preteen who took piano and violin seriously (and whose parents took it… 921 more words
2 weeks, 5 days ago
Grace Moment's Ministry
So if you’re running on empty ~ it’s time out ~ Time out for some R & R with the One who has you in the palm of His scarred hand. 187 more words
3 weeks, 5 days ago
“Hey there dark cloud,
why did you take my sun away?
I don’t want to see you,
I don’t want to see you today.” 93 more words
1 month, 1 week ago
This past week, Sydney had some ridiculous thunderstorms.
Thanks to a perfect storm (heh) of weather conditions, our region went through a cavalcade of weather fun–gale force winds, hail, floods, and even snow in parts of the Blue Mountains. 284 more words
6 months, 2 weeks ago
Bola, Lakwatsa at iba pa...
It was so dark and cold outside,
Without Your grace and guidance,
Without You, amidst the storm,
I would not have stood a chance.
Gales would have taken me away, 52 more words
9 months ago
The mystic thoughts I get of us, are just that. Mystic loosely defined in my head means, wonder or mystery. Day dreaming constantly about what could be or what could have been. 187 more words
9 months, 2 weeks ago