Remembering Joy and Nightbirde. Where do the angels go?
(Cancer stole stole two angels from us.) Once beautiful Joey stole my heart. Face and voice of a angel. I learn life can steal the beautiful and kind people from us. Kind and… Continue reading
(Cancer stole stole two angels from us.) Once beautiful Joey stole my heart. Face and voice of a angel. I learn life can steal the beautiful and kind people from us. Kind and… Continue reading
The waltz of the Angels. I told the barkeeper. Keep the long Island ice teas coming. Sunday morning is a-coming. I need to be blinded by the morning. He gave me a sad… Continue reading
(Cancer stole two angels from us.) Once beautiful Joey stole my heart. Face and voice of a angel. I learn life can steal the beautiful and kind people from us. Kind and gentle… Continue reading
Play me the waltz of the angels… I wrote some names down to paper, each name were kind mentors to me. In quiet prayers, I pray to sit with them again, talk till… Continue reading
What you give with hopeful heart, you will get more in return. If nature has made you for a giver, your hands are born open, and so is your heart; and though there… Continue reading
A wild bird… I saw the fear in her eyes.She told me that “I love you andI need you.” But I’m afraid.Afraid of losing myself in an emotionwhere I won’t be able to… Continue reading
I love you, I love you, I love you…. I wanted new wars and adventure. You wanted soft hands in your hands. Someone to hold you tightly in the coldness of the lonely… Continue reading