When I made it to Spring,
I tried to get up on my own
Searching for any reason,
wandering a despondent journey home...
Image of a Scarlet Cord
Ghosted the artic billowed sky,
Grace surrounded me with a promised sign,
Though I stumble along the road, I cast my mind's eye above.
I tried to get up on my own
Searching for any reason,
wandering a despondent journey home...
Image of a Scarlet Cord
Ghosted the artic billowed sky,
Grace surrounded me with a promised sign,
Though I stumble along the road, I cast my mind's eye above.
and continue to get up & try....
With love, ~Patty
With love, ~Patty
