We all are not enough, and for what i cannot be, i am not. Thankfully, there is an I Am.
Dear World, I wrote a poem. but that’s not all I’m going to do.
Please welcome Knucklepen Artist and kindred spirit, Abigail Byers, and an excerpt from her fingers -hot off the wordpress.
The memories from flicker-feather picnics with our church. Why’nt ye be in the jux-shalom?
Just a poem for Eldest’s wedding to Spirit… Tomorrow is her big day. She asked me to write it based on my perspective of the courtship.