Checkered past…


My story
Is my glory
It is not mine
But Yours

All the things
I’ve experienced
Make me
A piece of

A chunk of time
Free to roam
I hold a special key

This cup I drink
Is not for the faint of heart
But for

Let the truth be told…
What is Holy?

To love through the injustice of life.
This is holy.
Nothing more~

But honesty?
That is a gift
My Dear
A grace
Few hold dear

Cherish your honesty
Never let
Her go


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