A Night At Fire Station No.9
A Candle Burns In The Window
Blessed are those who bring comfort to the lonely and to the suffering.
Kind deeds strike fear into the hearts of wicked men.
By the time that our mortal lives come to an end, I believe that each and every one of us would like to be able to say, 'I have lived. I have loved. And, I have prevailed over every obstacle.'
26 Dec 2019 03:42
Good to see some new poems