Gone for Good
November 1, 2025
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As far as the sunrise from sunset will go, That’s how far our sins have been tossed, don’t you know? They’re gone and forgotten, not
As far as the sunrise from sunset will go, That’s how far our sins have been tossed, don’t you know? They’re gone and forgotten, not
I once knew a writer who frowned at the page, Who grumbled, groaned, and let loose all her rage. She sighed at the keyboard and
They planted with tears in the cold, muddy ground, While sorrow and sighing were all that they found. With hands that were heavy and eyes
When shadows grow longer and skies start to roar, God gathers his children and guards them once more. Like chicks in a nest when the
I wanted to write, but the timing felt wrong. So I stared at the page for much too long. “I’ll wait till I’m ready,” I
A hallway in life has doors left and right. Some are like the sun, others dark as night. You peek and ponder, pause and pray.
I said I would do it. I meant it. Really. I did get started, but then I got sleepy. My will started strong—until something went
I sat at my desk with a grin on my face, Determined to write at a champion’s pace. “I’ll finish my book,” I said with
I once had a craving I couldn’t explain— A pull in my soul like a runaway train. It wasn’t for chocolate or money or fame,
When my story feels real, as if it must have been done, Yet it sparkles with wonder and shines like the sun, It will tickle
Some people write with their eyes in a haze, Unaware of the hearts they’re passing in a daze. They chatter and shuffle, not hearing a
Some walk through the store with their eyes on floor. They bump into folks as they stroll toward the door. They don’t even notice the