Of life’s unloved, of love unknown
the eternal, intangible gift.
The moon lit stark amongst
wonder
Your soul, wandering throughout heavens
And what for your kindly smile?
A billion bright stars for the taking.
A four leaf clover, alone in a field
plucked innocently
by tender years.
A young heart searching forever,
found.
You are but the inner glow
of something greater.
My friend Tim's father is Les. He was one of the most imspirational men I've ever met. Very sensitive, very gentle and kind. He was one of my first tastes of great personal leadership.
She never felt safe at home as a young girl, and didn't understand why when she finally escaped she wasn't safe in the big wide world either ...effectively jumping out of the frying pan into the fire!
Sepsis knocked her down and out. Faith, hope, and gave her the strength to get back on her feet. I am a Runner She fought the river of death They said she'd never run again
She proved them wrong...
Inside the Methadone Clinic. Addiction to heroin, methadone, and other opiates. Destruction. The primal addiction" of the child, power and control over your own life, the institutions and the characters, the love between a mother and son. This book i
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