Poetry Corner
It was fear that brought me into recovery, But fear will not keep me sober.
Thanksgiving
O God, I ask Your help Divine Whenever I must go online. I tell myself that I love art, Their sculpted forms; my heavy heart.
It was fear that brought me into recovery, But fear will not keep me sober.
O God, I ask Your help Divine Whenever I must go online. I tell myself that I love art, Their sculpted forms; my heavy heart.
