Run-on
This is an empty handed bottle unsure of what’s inside fulfilled with Jesus pride yet undecided when full of busy’s not so easy full of unwanted temporary responsibilities thankful these are only for the moment or of two delighting in the thought of getting back to being that greatly handful bottle filled with spiritual food - alone. loving the expression of words not needing to make sense or be correct to get an A on an essay that in the beginning I can never figure out what to say. Longing I am for those moments where I can say that I got through the now that’s not so appealing pleading myself to keep on persevering Clear my head and calm down I’m not supposed to say it’s not easy because the more it would be uneasy.
I want to see a smile, light and sincere.
