Jun 2018
My life is a cup
that needs something in it,
a glass chalice
ready to crack
unless I fill it up.
If I’m not careful
I’ll have to throw it out
even though it is the only one
that I have.
that needs something in it,
a glass chalice
ready to crack
unless I fill it up.
If I’m not careful
I’ll have to throw it out
even though it is the only one
that I have.
