We can do nothing about our yesterdays. We cannot do a whole lot about our tomorrows but prepare. All we are promised and all that we have is this moment we breathe.
The Arrow Shoots Straight by Michael Romani We honor the dead By fighting for the living Echoes in my head As I search for forgiving Too much quiet inside Makes it hard to survive A wall of solid pride Hides the tears of being alive I miss my brother Who passed before his time Brought up in one meaning or another Melded into the sublime Turned back with anger So that you don't see my tears To myself, often a stranger Often unfamiliar with the passing years Dared dragon can breathe fire When lured out of caves Though the truest love does inspire Me to remember that Jesus saves The arrow shoots straight Inflicted with my grief Despite my worse taint I stand by this belief (c) February 8, 2020 Michael Romani All Rights Reserved
ALOHA PROMISES FOREVER 