I hear your distant cry, my love. Your sighs of loneliness and distrust, I hear you scorn like a lonely dove And frowns at annals of disgust. My love, know that I’m here. Forget your worry, disregard your fear. I’ll stand with you in every slough Of the weary way we’ll be through. Hear not what… Continue reading A Letter With Love
There was silence, none else but me
Sitting on the rock of yesterday.