How I love the sound of Your voice. And when You read to me I calm down, other times You make me get all swoony.
"An Unlikely Artist"
She draws hearts upon her paper when she knows she ought to be writing, and with her ways of being paints others hearts with her love and kindness as best she can. All the while she is dreaming the most amazing dreams, aiming to make many a beautiful reality.
Some do not see that she is an unlikely artist still looking for that perfect for her medium, others do not see her at all. But she matters. We all do after all.
In her often fragile heart she knows she matters to quite a few. She tells herself this often when the days feel dark. I know all of this you see, because she is me.
- Starra Neely Blade
(c) 4, December 2013
I will keep the home fires burning for You my Love.