When you tire of resting in the cold earth's buxom
Come nestle close to mine
You haven't hugged me, Dear
In such a long, long time
Let your spirit float free
Let me know that you're near
I need you sincerely
When you tire of resting in the cold earth's buxom
Come nestle close to mine
Let laughter ring anew
As we share love divine
The grave is a cold bed
Come be with me instead
I love you so dearly
When you tire of resting in the cold earth's buxom
Come nestle close to mine
It's been nearly a year
Since I've had any cheer
Let me see your sweet face
Help me to learn the pace
I see you quite clearly!
TRUE STORY. Bella survived an abusive powerbroker father with organized crime ties, a drug-addicted mother and a physically/sexually abusive brother. Shocking & inspirational. When she couldn't cry, she tattooed a crying angel to cry for her.
A passionate and poignant memoir written by a woman whose life has been guided by the words: "I am here to learn how to love well." The book is a deep examination of relationships, family, motivation, and honoring of the Self.
This book is an autobiographical account of the lessons I learned about life and how I was able to apply them to inspire, motivate and empower others in my own work as a firefighter, as well in my daily life as a husband, a father and a man. When I w
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