Why follow the crowd, when you can be unique?
Be yourself and disregard everyone's critique...
My God, My Comfort, My Strength
Who are you, my beloved God...
Straw Angel
made by tiny hands...
I sat down at my desk,
sketch pad and pencil in hand...
Reading through other peoples writes ,
have given me so much inspiration...
I feel at times like a failure ,
in no matter what I do...