Morning Glory

I am a survivor, Truth be told

I am a survivor, with a new heart of gold

Pieces of morning shine

Believing in every moment that is mine

Daybreak and nightfall,

Not a shadow captured

Living for love and all

There is hope

To share in this celestial wealth

There is a new day

To begin in some kind of new way

To be so truly blessed,

To be taken by surprise

I call this Morning Glory


The drunken wolf is a wild coyote, to be fair.

Just how uglier can a man be to abandon ship and swallow another prey? Your ignorance is inhumane.

I am above the lack of influence.

His moral compass, a broken arrow

No mystery to the down sparrow