I have wished that nobody knew me,
then there would be no expectations;
or dreamt that all forgot my name
and called me whatshisface;
but even in that obscure limbo,
the LORD would still know.
I'd love to do this every week. Unfortunately my poetic muse flees and resurfaces unpredictably. It does not believe in forced labor. But every time I can I will. Always nice to hear from you Abiola!
Yes, He would still know, didn't he carefully and lovingly crafted every little part that made up Antony?
ReplyDeleteI'm loving this, maybe we could come up with prompts every week if you are so inclined.
I'd love to do this every week. Unfortunately my poetic muse flees and resurfaces unpredictably. It does not believe in forced labor. But every time I can I will.
DeleteAlways nice to hear from you Abiola!