White snow covers our fields, our trees,Our winter walks, and our world.It covers our dreary lives all white,Yet with the promise of a…
Like God, Himself is peeking through the clouds
Run. Sleep. Read. Write.What would you do?If adulting could be put on hold.I did nothing. The entire month.But…
The year of my ascent continues to unfold in flow…
Each dawn holds the promise: a new day awaits, one more day I’ll stay.
Promise me not the moon nor the stars
For they are already mine, as they are yours;
Just promise to be by me
And help me remember this always.
inspired by Kathy’s prompt
more than just a word.definitely.
inspired by Tasneem’s prompt
more than just a word.supposedly.
Whensoever — a hit has missed,my prime is dissed,a premonition hissed,whole premise dismissed,promise me, I’ll still be kissed.