Shea |
by Catherine Prater |
His young spirit is untouched even when life test his faith with painful blows to his tender heart, he stands like a soldier shielding his feelings with his invisible armor, taking what ever life has to give him with a smile, and a prayer, grabbing on to whatever happiness that is blown in his direction, and holding on so tightly trying not to let it slip away, to leave him faced with the emptiness that fills his heart. |