But they that wait upon the Lord shall renew their strength. They shall mount up with wings as eagles. They shall run and not be weary. They shall walk and not faint. Isaiah 40.31
Wednesday, March 31, 2010
My Son Rocks at Poetry
I have very particular tastes when it comes to poetry, and most of modern poetry is worthless skata (IMHO). However, my son writes pretty good stuff.
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