Saturday, April 18, 2015TWICE IN MY LIFETwice in my life I’ve had my heart held in the hands of another… Felt that I was cared for and safe, held fast and sure while I rested… It’s a peace beyond all understanding unless one has it themselves, For words don’t exist for the feeling of that burden’s brief release. See, the heart is rarely... Sign in to see full entry. |
About this BlogBlind Spots - Hindsight.....These are the words that came to me recently when I started thinking about what am I writing about the most these days, so I revised the description of this blog to try to get better organized. One can always try!LOL! Love, Krisles...... All postings 2005-2015 Copyrighted © DCJames Recent Entries
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