You left
a blanket here for me
so I could wrap myself up
in your warm embrace
even when you’re
so desperately
far away
- jsh
My words are wings. A writer's sword is her pen, or perhaps in my case this space. To sharpen my sword, I share with you my random writings, as an insight into my ink-stained soul. Here I'm the Girl With The Ink-Stained Soul, penning under JSH. I hope what I scribe changes your mind; spilled ink, while messy, can be a masterpiece in the making.
This Frame and Focus Is To Help You See The Beauty
We run the same paths over and over again never really stopping to take in the scenery - jsh