BearingsPosted November 28, 2020Categorized as Blogging, Personal Tagged poems Treading down South of sadness.I look back North of youth & nostalgia, as the westward winds remind me of my woes. I am reminded that life isn’t east of equality. Share this:Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window)Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window)Like this:Like Loading... Related
