A baby’s breath, but a whisper of life a reminder of where we start so we know wherever we go it is the direction we choose or chose or … Continue reading
Stars seen by night against the sky, like promises, can sometimes die, But those that twinkle in our eye shine bright for all who pass us by. A wish or dream needs no clear sight, our hearts will shed the starry … Continue reading
I dove the depths and deeper still I held my breath, I knew the drill My day would come I knew, but still Was like a fish without a gill. With leaden lungs … Continue reading
Tenuous threads across miles and years holding too tight to the laughter and tears. Each memory each moment of ours are fragile bits held together by stars.