Wounded Child
Wounded child Hide and seek Crouched behind the bushes Afraid to peek Wounded child Where do you go? I called you and called you Do you know? Wounded child Where’d […]
Wounded child Hide and seek Crouched behind the bushes Afraid to peek Wounded child Where do you go? I called you and called you Do you know? Wounded child Where’d […]
This post is a personal reflection, an inner conversation with myself. When I use the pronoun ‘you’ I am addressing myself. It is not directed to anyone other than my […]
Wounds reveal hidden beauty