"To the house of creaky pews with rainbow glass stained sunrays early in the morning" This is a spoken word poem I wrote to read alloud to my family who is not related to me. I grew up in a small ch...
Sunflower Musings:
I don't really like making religious posts since I consider it personal and private, but I just wanted to make and share something about what faith means to me...
Dad was dressed for a meeting with God, waiting patiently in the old Buick. Mother shouted out from the passenger side window, “Hurry up, it’s time to go.” The morning air stung my cheeks red as I rus...
"To the house of creaky pews with rainbow glass stained sunrays early in the morning" This is a spoken word poem I wrote to read alloud to my family who is not related to me. I grew up in a small ch...
Sunflower Musings:
I don't really like making religious posts since I consider it personal and private, but I just wanted to make and share something about what faith means to me...
Dad was dressed for a meeting with God, waiting patiently in the old Buick. Mother shouted out from the passenger side window, “Hurry up, it’s time to go.” The morning air stung my cheeks red as I rus...