Poems from 1SP
Baby, I know that I can be complex, So complex that I can push you away And not recognize that I hurt you.
Sometimes, I don't even pay...
It's no telling what story a wound can tell, Always smiling on the surface, you hide it so well; So many problems such a young lady much...
You have showed why I am alive, It makes me whole and complete; So appeasing for you to be at sideFor long, not bothering even leave.
You...
Behold, children are a heritage from the Lord, the fruit of the womb is a reward.- Psalms 127: 3
Amazing how two lives together made one...
If I had a genie in a lamp to rub, Or even so much wished on a star, Then I would wish to fall back in love Because it hurts to not know...