"We will open the book. Its pages are blank. We are going to put words on them ourselves. The book is called opportunity and it's first chapter is New Year's Day. – Edith Lovejoy Pierce As I opened the book,... Continue Reading →
Hiding under my brim I peer out at the world Guarded and isolated, wondering if I should let anyone in I've build up these walls That I abandon and run scared from, any time someone gets too close The walls... Continue Reading →
Gypsy Aurora Musings 