When you look around at all you’ve been given And find few talents to use in your hand, Yet you get to work to make the most living And work ‘til your feet are too tired to stand; When you look and look for the harvest to reap And you find there is no reward … Continue reading When || A Poem

Sunsets never ending, The light always fading Daily, He hides His face from me, As I cry for sweet liberty Why must I be encompassed by darkness? Trees in their season lose their color And grass by the heat of summer Man, too, withers in his time, Others to be left without a dime Where … Continue reading Steadfast || A Poem