My cousins came over. we played together.
It was fun! Then it was getting late...
Marriage is the transfer of wealth,
From one family to another as appreciation...
You’ll know these words before you die
‘People live to sanctify...
Is it shock, disappointment, anger, or all three?
I decide it’s all three as tears sting my eyes...
Her hands are strong.
Hospitality is her forte...
So standing here feeling lost, once again I fade...
Everyone around me vanishes and I silently slip...
Three small letters...
adding up...
Friendship can be everlasting
Yet with time it can also be forgotten...
Why does it have to be so painful to be loved?
I know it. This is how you show your love...
Joan of Ark you never were
God intended something more...
Strong wind comes.
Wind of hope ;Uprooted the thorns...
Somewhere on a peninsula,
near the sea...