There will come a day When my tears The ones that found their way down my cheeks The ones that spilled over heartache The ones that broke free from their chamber because of pain The ones that crested my eyelids for love’s sake The ones that came from some unseen pond because my innocence was stolen
That day will come when my Savior wipes them away Yeah, that day.
I'm a writer, poetess, photographer, single mother and caregiver. Lover of God, music, writing, art, and crafts of many kinds.
I enjoy spending time reading, listening to good music, drinking coffee and chatting with friends.
I write and read whatever my mind travels to. It's clean (as in no profanity), funny, loving, and sometimes...well a lot, down-right disturbing.
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