Moving forward..

I was a pebble in a pond Fishes and I had a bond. I thought I was ugly and round, But I heard stories that happened above the ground, They said days were blue, Lips moved but the words weren’t true. Laughter was a way, What was in their heart’s they didn’t say. But my…

Nostalgia..

I feel the wind dancing through my hair Nostalgia hits me I swear The sun, the place, I am reminded of every face. The rhythm of purity and faith, I am reminded of love and not hate. The quiet brings me peace, Being at home am at ease. We should all live the days like…