The Crossroads: A Lord of the Rings Poem
Silence reigns upon this land Beneath the Shadow’s grim command, Save thunder rolling off the hills, A bleak portent that give us chills. The trembling earth beneath our feet Seems to warn of our defeat;…
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God’s Humble Instrument
She was tiny and pale, with thin blond hair, an angelic face, and enormous blue eyes. She was six years old. And she had leukemia. I felt the familiar tightness in my throat when another…