Inside the Carriage House
I have awoke love, from my slumber inside the carriage house so unkind my body longs for summer to awake and feel alive again true an old road now i travel with friends lost along the way i search for the spirtually fit a man, a women, a sign. with the uncertainty still there from the many failed before feel the fear i replace it with faith and embrace honor above all .
Copyright © Rich Rilleau | Year Posted 2017
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