mother and the blanket

protect the young and innocent

and yet it was the moment

and hope as the sands

and called as the moment

as its own  rewards

and talking as the warmth

and feeling as the naked

as the day as the being

a soul on this earth

and moment as the imagination

and taken steps as the truth

being as the day as being

a gift and the stars

become the truth


About mistermaxxx08

i believe in God first and foremost. i love the blessings of love,life and liberty and creativity. i believe in living a Blessed life and I enjoy encounters and the greatness of so many incredible souls who have united here and i enjoy the creativity and depth. we are all Unique. i welcome comments, questions,conversations and peace and the best to all.
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