You remind me of rhyme, But no reason. Like the pitter-pattering of rain on a tin roof That’s leakin’
You remind me of prejudice, With no pride, Like the stars showing no shame while they dance With fireflies.
Knowing all the while, They should really Keep their distance for fear of being Outshined.
I still see you. I just wanted you to know, I see You.
❤ Like Baby Bear Soup
As the new year approaches, I’ve been pondering on my word. I don’t do resolutions, but I do pick a word to set my mind for the new year, something to center myself around and keep me working toward.
On hard days, God is bigger. On happy days, God is bigger. On days like dreams or nightmares, God is still bigger. I have been away for a while, a loooonnnngggg while, but I feel the urgency to speak
Are you dying? No. Are you lying? No. That’s not what the doctor says. I know. The doctor said you’re dying. I heard him. Tell me the truth. Are you dying? No, love. I’m not. Are you sure? Yes, very.