Poetry Where Do I Begin? Thoughts wrestle within as I struggle to decipher, I’m hoping the truth will make me all the wiser. Should I choose the left or right,… TweetSharePinShareShare0 Shares
Poetry What is this life? A whispering of the wind, the rushing springs of the river bend. A riddle to the rhyme, there is not enough time. An answer to… TweetSharePinShareShare0 Shares