|Yes Anne, this has a very spiritual flow to it. The first stanza is my life in a nutshel:
Flecks of gold hide unspoken words
Laughter and love smothered by haze
Misty moments shared
Float in clouds of thoughts never conveyed
When I was just 12½ years old, my laughter and the love I thought I had, was definitely smothered by a mirky haze, that I became so lost. The haze has lifted somewhat, but not completely. Thnx for sharing, Anne. May the Lord Jesus bless you, and those whom yo ulove, and be with you always, and at your side constantly. With much love in my heart, maybe too stubborn for me own good, joy to the world, peace on earth, & ((((((((((MANY WONDERFUL SISTERLY HUGGGGSSSS)))))))))), your always sad and very terrified little sister, Barbie
"If I have to be this girl in me, Then I have the right to be."