Slowly the poison the whole blood stream fills. It is not the effort nor the failure tires. The waste remains the waste remains and kills.
May your hand be full for always if only with another hand. May your heart be empty only long enough to give you cause to fill it up again with love. May your soul be lost by you only to be found by God.
Cats have it all - admiration an endless sleep and company only when they...
From your silken hair to your delicate feet you are perfection to me....
Until they put that sand and dirt in my face I will not sit in church all...
God has no religion.
