I love adventure, spending time with my children, reading and writing and anything that makes me laugh.
Escaped I’ve consumption of drink the moments of freedom for traded hours of misery, sad, lost, scared, needed help for spirit of asking.
By Jenny2 years ago in Poets
I reminded her to look within, that she is always loved. I reminded her that each morning birds sing a sweet tune.
By Jenny3 years ago in Poets
The lake - still as night, haunts with whispers of hope, whilst as blue as my soul.
