this is the story of a girl who lived in the basement of the girl next door sheltered in the confines of a suburban tract house dungeon; her punishment for runnin' wild with dreams half unlatched she ran like a spirit in the night from those badlands wind blowin' through her hair shielding her eyes from the blinding light she hugged onto a shoreline of hope someday soon, she's not sure when her savior will rise up from the streets with an armload of rain soaked roses and second chances Rene ~ 2010 Click Here to join Magpie Tales creative writing group .

Blessings to Japan...bkm
ReplyDeleteSending up a prayer for Japan.
ReplyDeleteThanks for posting the link to those photos of fb. So important to bear witness.
ReplyDeleteFeeling so humbled and devastated and grateful and and and
my prayers fo out to them and all that have been affected by this...
ReplyDeleteRemembering those in Japan.
ReplyDeleteGentlest of people living on one of the most violent pieces of Earth.
ReplyDeletei am praying more than i have ever prayed before.
ReplyDeleteand then some.
I have a friend out their
ReplyDeleteunbelievable....
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