Like a cherub with a bow,
An arrow shot,
It missed its mark,
The target of the heart,
Tears where shed,
From the eye of the beholder,
To learn to live apart,
Heart Break, Divorce, Survival, Personal Growth, Hope and Faith
Gusting winds, November rain, Then the snow , Leaves come drifting down, To fall on woodland floors, Carpeting the ground in layers, Where ...