Category: Poetry
Acceptance
There are days when my muse sits with me as a best friend would. Yesterday was one of those days. I sat back, closed my eyes for a few seconds, covered my face with my poncho for another second, moved... Read MoreSecond Thoughts
This first appeared on ‘I think, I say, I do’ – Second Thoughts They are not voices, at least not loud and clear; They are more like whispers, inquiring. Is this what I want &... Read More- 2 of 2
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