As the blue sea crashes against the sand,
And its torrents rise from depths,
Of green moss and playful fins,
May your life be a flowing river,
Of anointing, grace and love,
Bestowed from the father above.
May this scarf always remind you,
Of his comforting grace and
The wonder of nature.
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Tell Me Something
Poetry~where I tell you many things~ It would be a lie if I say I don't feel many things. I feel alot. But I also do not feel anything most times. If I change my skin and become someone else, will you still understand me? Why don't I tell what I think? _ ...
