Feeling free to be myself.No longer, a scared little mouse. Opening doors,No one can close. Boy do I,feel exposed. Hundreds of times,I’ve seen that smile. So bright, you can see it,For miles and miles. Surrendering more and more, to The Lord. Bright shining face,So grateful for Grace. If it weren’t for God’s Grace,I’d be goneContinue reading “Free to be me.”
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Pride is your bride
Pride is your bride.All dressed up, nice. Love her well.Keep her in a protective shell. Puffed up and proud.Being really loud. Standing tall and proud.Standing out in the crowd. Enjoy her by your side. Hold on tightly.Don’t let go, or life, Might bite ya. Proud, bold and big.Always acting like a pig. Who are you,Continue reading “Pride is your bride”
Noah the memory capturer
Noah, the memory capturer. He captures sounds, songs and words. Words that we have heard before. Who is that huffing and puffing? Is that you, PaPa, Dad, dear, Uncle Jeff!? Did I just hear NaNa, say “what”, “I love you” and “huff”? Couldn’t be, for she has left. I’m sure that if you listen enough,Continue reading “Noah the memory capturer”
Random thoughts and God Dots 