I pray my pen Flows not with think But with spirit embodied As there is more to impress In the ink of Christ Than there ever was or will be In this expression of me
My life is mere reflection in a silver coin. Here one hour. Gone the next. See ya round.
I'm glad I was given what I got I am so lucky this time around being born to peace
I know I have always been very fortunate. But we will always find misfortune no matter where we start... it all depends on how we look at it, and what we do with it.
