A Widow’s story: Her Heartache….
Here in the silence and empty room a single tear rolled down my face. I didn’t try to wipe it away but the battle to remain calm, understandable, and rational was becoming futile in…
Here in the silence and empty room a single tear rolled down my face. I didn’t try to wipe it away but the battle to remain calm, understandable, and rational was becoming futile in…
Is there anybody going to listen to my story? Every bridge I cross brings me closer to this circuitous journey through time Traveling through perpendicular dirty and rocky road Where am I now, and…
A poem of salvation, assurance and faith That is buried deep in the sand a set of footprints Told of endless story of courage and faith Being carried across this land with knowledge of…
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