Tag: wooden

• March 15, 2025

  Reign

  Let the rain fall On tin roofs On wooden doors On scattered concrete On mending hearts On praying soul On despite plants On thirsty blue jays On eager hands, Looking for a way to clean the shame of yesterday Reign on us Love always, Ayesha ❤️
• August 11, 2022

  Smile Anyway

  We once sat on the shore or maybe But that time has passed And a fresh tide washes sand off the soles Of sun burned feet Running against the strong breeze There is no looking back No questioning yesterday Only forward movement Locked eyes fade to subtle glances Broken glass disintegrated into wayward chances Time…