She was angry when she left me
Clouds of sorrow furrowed her brow
I'm dizzy thinking where she's gone
Its not the same without her now
I'm a Texas boy I've had my fun
Belle had a heart that was pure
That kindled mercy for my lapses
She'll soon come back I'm sure
But was she holy as she seemed?
I should have treated her better
Maybe she'll ring some evening...
Friday 18th September 2020 10:45 am
A Prayer for the Living
Pray that your living be thus:
A journey fulfilled, not forgotten,
a place for the touching of souls, not Mammon,
to freely forgive, and bear no malice,
a mind at peace, never roiling in anger -
and room to grow, not retreat or wander,
with no pangs of envy for the birds as they fly,
but to drink in the indigo boom of the waves
as they c...
Monday 17th September 2018 10:44 am