Winter is the time for comfort, for good food and warmth, for the touch of a friendly hand and for a talk beside the fire: it is the time for home.” — Edith Sitwell
I really love, "Even Jesus asked where God was." This resonant and beautiful to me: " I throw away my harp, no longer interested in what God knows. If I would just be more grateful, says the pastor’s wife, tears in her heaven-blue eyes, for what I have. " <3
I really love, "Even Jesus asked where God was." This resonant and beautiful to me: " I throw away my harp, no longer interested in what God knows. If I would just be more grateful, says the pastor’s wife, tears in her heaven-blue eyes, for what I have. " <3
We love "Holly & Ivy." Great recommendation.
Your poems are beautiful, thank you for sharing! And the sugar shaker story hilarious!! :)
Thanks! My mom has very proudly shared the sugar shaker story with all her friends haha