Belief

  • Golden Light

    She holds my hand and walks me home while rabid dogs do lie, she takes each ache, and wraps them dear though fear, old foe, won’t die. Her seeds of goodness, daily, sprout she guides my heart by day, the… Continue reading

  • I Believe

    I believe you can do that thing you think you can’t do. I believe. I do. I believe in you. Continue reading