THE S.O.S

Dear Lord, it is I, your prodigal child, The seldom calm and wantonly wild, I’m here again; unable to make the promise of not being a bother, Dear L...Read more

These are my penned and papered thoughts, My curious mind has always sought, Seeked, dabbled about and always got, Even though I sit still to the gr...Read more

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