‘What hold value?’
What hold value? I told the busy man. A controlled and organized life. It will leave you wanting for things lost and cannot be found. Must stop, drink some coffee and spend time… Continue reading
What hold value? I told the busy man. A controlled and organized life. It will leave you wanting for things lost and cannot be found. Must stop, drink some coffee and spend time… Continue reading
Fire, the flames and you You are my river of joy. My muse in the mist of confusion. I have hurt myself often, set fire to my dreams and watched my hope fly… Continue reading