After many months of writing, I’ve decided to release some of my poems. They are vulnerable, real, and raw, but would you expect any less? I hope these posies help...
Check out the featured post here: https://www.ibelieve.com/food-home/choose-to-sit-at-his-feet.html As a child, I was inevitable to the fact that I would have to grow up. More than anything, I wished as Taylor...
Prologue: All was too quiet in the town of Bethany as if things unsaid were muted by the mirage of kaleidoscope colors changing in the sky. From pale yet rich...