Musings on Life, Love, and Linguine-Poetry & Writing
Why was she spared in those bewitching hours before the dawning new day? What did God see that made him pause And shield her with protective grace?
Resting -Linda Lee Lyberg Renewing my faith Encounters with God in Serendipitous meandering Treetops swaying, singing in wind’s melodic chorale
Critical Change -Linda Lee Lyberg Cutting words voiced Rip through a sensitive soul In haste without thought people hurl The words that hurt, not heal the wound Insensitive fools plod on in ignorance Caring not for other’s feelings or ideas And never care… Continue Reading “#Acrostic (double): Critical Change”
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