H. R. BURKETT

Round and round Up and down Twists and Turns On a ride that I want to get off of With no end in sight. And that’s a good thing, Because...

She had diamonds in her eyes, a fire in her heart, and her soul was the song of a lark on a breezy spring morning. She saw a billion...

The girl balanced on a precipice The wind blew at her back. She remembered all she’d fought for. She thought of all she lacked. She...