When the light seems to be fading away
And you’re not sure anymore where you stand
No matter how far from home you might stray
He will always be there to hold your hand
Whenever your road was rough to travel
Or those many times you had felt denied
All the times you watched your dreams unravel
He was there with you standing by your side
Poetry and Commentary that Smells
Music | Literature | People.
"Traveling and Retired"
Scattered emotions, expressed as words, and a string of rhyme to tie them up.
Rediscovery through poetry
of a son
See the world through my eyes
poetry, shorts, and other stuff
the world turns on a word
poetry and fiction on all wrecked feelings of the world.
Drift among the scribbles of writer Janet Gogerty
life through one female Asperger's lens
The blog of retired Fannie Mae executive David Worley
Photos, Artistes, Livres, Films, Voyages, Wallpapers, Fonds d'écran
Architect,Writer,Thinker and Dreamer.
The Cricket Pages
Amen.
LikeLiked by 1 person
And aren’t we so glad!
HUGS!!! 🙂
LikeLiked by 1 person