Quiet before the storm, the heart is heavy, it pains.
All alone, and then it rains, not a trickle; nor a sprinkle; but a downpour so frightfully fast, “But by the grace of God,” I prevail; Alas... I dry my eyes, fresh and anew; sad spirit, begone... I bid you adieu. I blossom; I flourish; I bloom; to make room—For new dreams, new opportunities, new relationships...
NEW BEGINNING’s.

Written by Eunece V. Franklin-2014
“A New Beginning” (Vol. 1)

Walk with me on this journey…

*Inspired by a colleague at work (DR)