From bird for all my Random Friends. Consider this a literaty gift. I hope you enjoy reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it: Part I Never before and Never more Implying existence Part IV A part of you As if a newborn day Covered in flowers
There's a road that we must travel In the sunlight, in the mist. However smooth or rough its passage We must take each turn and twist. I have been this way before: I am struggling to be better: I am putting up a fight. And with the help of Angels And the trust of all my friends. Watch me take that one step futher On the path that never ends. Gillian Vigors
