It’s in the early hours,
the hours where tired takes over
and missing fades into the background.
Eyes can finally close,
as sweet … click on image to read
Category Archives: Poetry
He Knows
Yesterday I cried out, but you did not hear.
He heard. He always hears.
Today I searched … click on image to read
A Small Ashen Mark
A small ashen mark,
to remember it all;
no sacrifice… (click on image to read)
Hope’s Love
My heart sits in silent weeping,
my soul doth hold me strong;
for hope is still the … click on image to read