tears be the balm of the badly bruised, beating heart. faith be the calm of the noisy, full of fear mind. hope be the song of the silenced, hunched, inner hole. Him be the strong of the weak surrendering, soul. — 04.03.2017 ©2017 Rosemawrites@A Reading Writer. All Rights Reserved. Photo via Unsplash — In response to Napowrimo DayContinue reading “Stairs to Moving Forward”
