Thinking Out Loud
These tears were words my heart could not express hiding the sorrow behind a mask of bravado and masculinity. They say the apple does not fall far from the tree a refuge from the harshness of reality shade from the scorching sun in this African Savannah. In the words of the priest “Ashes to ashes,…
This year’s Father’s day was the 14th without my actual father being here to celebrate it with. Time moves fast and all that’s left is a slight resemblance with the man I see in my mirror each day and a few memories from my childhood that I hold on to. I wasn’t really planning to…