Poems from beccaahhh

I am resilience. My skin is made of steel And my eyes throw flames I repel the demons that try to get inside.   I am strength. With the...
(poems go here) Dearest mine, put down your needle, pick up your thread, and come away- Dearest mine, pick up your feet, draw up on those...
He is being consumed by fire It is his decision to complete the fall Determined good or evil by choice His strength is in his willful power...