Chain of Abolition - a 22-line poem with an increasing stanza length and an external rhyme scheme with an interesting twist
We gathered together to wait out the storm, certain of its coming, unsure of its effect.
In a time when selfishness was rife, We promised to be friends for life.
Many, many years ago, when Teddy was much younger than today...
To me, true friendship smells of Drakkar Noir.
What do you do when loneliness calls your name?
You never know how big an impression you can make with a little gesture of kindness.
Let us ask God to dissolve all our hopes into a single hope to know Christ and be found in Him.
What is better than a longing?
Here I am, in the sunshine of his love—