Laundry Jan1 You made this bed of nails I lie in. A skewered butterfly, addition to your collection, I swallowed hook, line, and linen. But this is 2016. It’s time to change the sheets. Share this:FacebookEmailPinterestTwitterLinkedInTumblrLike this:Like Loading...
1,000 Jul26 1,000 raindrops on lily-white skin, 1,000 lilies where sorrow has been, 1,000 sorrows are washed by the rain, After the cleansing, pure joy will remain. * Poem #1,000 In celebration of life, healing, and the joy that comes after the rain! Share this:FacebookEmailPinterestTwitterLinkedInTumblrLike this:Like Loading...