poem about storing riches on earth
The cold breeze gifted by the ocean waves that ruffled his blood red wool cloak
stood vain in attempt to knock a man of his stature off of his feet,
because he neither blinked nor even recognized its presence
A song about regret and the hope of finding atonement
How did you still grow so tall? I haven’t watered you at all.
But you still have some color in your leaves, and I still smell the fragrance in the breeze. … Continue Reading
A song about hope; moving from a place of hopelessness to a place of peace that surpasses all understanding
Is there a star up in the sky,
that doesn’t stare at you?
My memory is weakening through time,
But I’ll never forget you,