What it is that makes one appear To challenge the meshing forces of a zipper That come together as one When a bit of force comes along. Caught up in the fabric And unwilling to wait The shaped charges embrace When brought face to face. Yet a single piece of unwanted thread Causes the tangle […]
Originally posted on Meanwhile, Melody Muses…:
You bear scars where life carved lessons into flesh, but gaping wounds testify to your strength, not your weakness. They call you Victor, not Victim; Overcomer, not Overcome. For deeper still than chiselled fate are the grooves whittled into outstretched palms, naming you one of the Chosen – the…
It ‘ll be a short trip!
Hurray for Tiggy!
My new best canine friend: (reminds me of Linda!)