As my heart breaks again With being alone after the Thanksgiving gathering, The sun rises faithfully Bringing order to the chaos; That roaring lion retreats in quiet My heart again rests in comforting rays. He made the moon to mark the seasons, and the sun knows when to go down. You bring darkness, it becomesContinue reading “The Rising Sun”
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The Survivor 