I see that I'm lucky, to have a job. I know it is my honour, to call her my wife. I understand I'm blessed, they call me Daddy. It's just at times I need to remind myself.
When the Soul Cried Out for Meaning
I see that I'm lucky, to have a job. I know it is my honour, to call her my wife. I understand I'm blessed, they call me Daddy. It's just at times I need to remind myself.
I am my poetry, my poetry is me. I pray what I believe. I believe what I pray. View more posts
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I will 😊
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I wonder if you know how good you are; your writing is beyond wonderful, and I love it!
Thank you!
Joanna
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I really unsure how to respond. That’s the nicest comment ive had. thankyou Joanna.
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Just enjoy and keep on writing.
Joanna
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