Love
is given
without thought to self
It waits
throughout
those steadfast nights
Weathered
nay, tempered
by candlelight vigil
Strengthened by th’ dawn
spread o’er a thousand mornings
Love
is given
without thought to self
It waits
throughout
those steadfast nights
Weathered
nay, tempered
by candlelight vigil
Strengthened by th’ dawn
spread o’er a thousand mornings
I was given a fascinating – but large – candelabra and leave it to me to imagine it as a rookery. ::smiles::Â
There are so many internet challenges for the month of November. Novel writing, journaling, growing out your facial hair… you name it. Â October was renamed to Sculptober… I’m not following any of these drummers.
MAWA has made the friendly challenge to… create. No other strings attached. A month of unfettered creation was kicked off with Charlene Brown, and thanks to her generosity, I was able to try pottery for the first time.