when my child is just a photo I can carry in my wallet
I’ll become just another father who couldn’t live at home
when my family’s just an album I keep upon my shelf
I’ll be just another cold son who left his nest behind
when my child is just a photo I can carry in my wallet
I’ll become just another father who couldn’t live at home
when my family’s just an album I keep upon my shelf
I’ll be just another cold son who left his nest behind
Poésie sous les étoiles
TemptationOfWords
by Lize Bard
A Podcast About the Writing Life
Welcome to my world.
"Diving into a writers soul is discovering the broken treasure and beautiful mysteries that make you gasp for air."
Word-Experimentalist
"Eye Fly High"
WELCOME TO om3ssa's MUSIC FREAKISHNESS AT THE WORLD WIDE WEB
let the conversation begin
Paradigm Shift, Mindfulness, and Personal Empowerment
But Still Living The Life
food family & fun
Conjured by Sarah Doughty
Oh! Take a shit, read a story. - My Mother on flash fiction
"Die Kunst ist eine Tochter der Freiheit." - Friedrich Schiller
Trancension's VoiceBox
we are fish that play in a sea of light
Critical. Crazy. Catastrophic.
The wildest thoughts appear tamed when art is created out of them through writing.
My motherhood journey
Puking up Poetry, One Verse at a Time
exploring life.. living love.. treasuring experiences.. spreading happiness
The chronicles of a new father
