The Walking Wounded
Through every storm, we stand tall, Though winds may rage, we won't fall. For in the tempest, hope shall amass,…
Through every storm, we stand tall, Though winds may rage, we won't fall. For in the tempest, hope shall amass,…
Shock, Twinges, Aches, and Oh, No! By and by, when the morning comes, When the saints of God are gathered…
The Truth About Aging: My maladies do not limit what I'm given as a talent to accomplish. Brain? Keep on…