Nov 2017
Does the universe hold a home for me?
A special thing for me to be?
A throne of gold?
Or a burden to hold?
Perhaps I must make my own place,
From scraps of hope and sprinkles of grace?
A special thing for me to be?
A throne of gold?
Or a burden to hold?
Perhaps I must make my own place,
From scraps of hope and sprinkles of grace?
