A summing up of a typical night--and what always comes.
Before I go to bed, I say my prayers.
Who knows what may come during the night?
A stroke, heart attack, or I may stop breathing.
I lie in darkness, like a restless corpse.
Dreams come....
then the waking....
Hi Rachel I am a pen pal of your Mom. I like the piece you presented here. It was thought provoking with a positive ending. Excellent writing!
Namaste
Tony
My book of poetry is being redone by me, I have a beautiful cover designed and the book will have a few more than 200 poems in it. I am going to have it printed on demand here in Canada. When it is done I will let you know when it is done and if anyo
In Christs Love
Michelle~
Namaste
Tony