Withdrawal

I'm craving for the cold weather and countryside. *wishful thinking*



Young Beginnings


Chicken soup smile to a weary fighter
Her breath, an ethereal haze in chill night air
City girl rolls in the haystacks
And stars reel into a perfect commotion,
allowing for the births of young meteors.

Coffee sips die away on the tender soldier,
and the wishes are complete in the past.



I miss my first semester of college -- and certain exciting surprises that it brought along. Too bad the dream died away too soon -- like an ending of a grand piece, fading away into nothingness...

In that incomplete ending however, the Lord alone knows the plans to give us a future and a hope. For God is a sovereign Lord; yea, and I will give Him praise all the days of my life for the great things He has done.