A Journey of Life
The starkness of birth...
Bright Lights, Harsh sounds and
A Bitter cold assalt us the rest
of our lives, from the moment of our
Birth to the second of our death.
As we grow, the filters expand,
We learn to trust or not to trust
depending solely on our fragile needs.
Bobnds made and bonds broken at need
... On love and understanding...
we feed.
rlm
another stumbling attemept...
lol.... write...yah.... spell... nah...