I guessed her age to be 17. She had dark brown, shoulder-length hair, and tattoos on both forearms. She seemed a bit standoffish. She may have been shy. We exchanged pleasantries but not much more. She was in my life … Continue reading
A Poem Bright, clear, and alert Moon-eyed Your irises still changing hue A shade of gray, maybe brown Enchanting and other-worldly Soulful Watchful You appear to see through me Imploring Penetrating Piercing You know something I don’t Astute Intelligent Mischievous … Continue reading
And it still resonates with me today Then they ask me, but why? And my mind wanders to the times of trouble to the days when my fate lay in His hands and when I asked, He answered. He granted … Continue reading