fragile as Venetian glass are memories of a haunting past
delicate as petals blown are humans in a trial alone
breakable as a new foal's legs are the ones who have to beg
as a dry and blasted oak are emotionally broken folk
and those who's ego's rant and rave are as dead leaves
upon a grave
SoulSurvivor (C) 3/16/2016
There's a homeless couple living behind us. They have nowhere to go. We are helping them get on their feet. I wanted to say no to their plight. But there but for the grace of God go I.
I won't be able to be on the site much because I'm helping them. They've offered to help us too. That is going to be very important since my father is coming home soon. Thank you all for your prayers and good thoughts in my regard. I really love you for it!