Everyones important to God, no matter what the world has to say.
Tag Archives: Poetry
The Fallen Tree
Do ideas not shared mean they aren’t valuable?
Good for Nothing
Guess he didn’t do all that, good for nothing
The Unimportant
Sometimes the least important acts are the most important.
Hiatus
I knew things were going to get more difficult to keep up a daily regiment as I had done for a month (super proud of by the way), but the hope was to have some sort of daily interaction with the blog.
The Uselessness of Yesterday
Time is such a fickle thingIt swaysIt movesIt ever singsIt’s always new and never oldYet more of it can make you bold You somehow have it all the timeYet notIt goesFast as the rhymeIt sits upon you like a weightBut still it drifts with every date You have it all, but still have noneYou wakeYouContinue reading “The Uselessness of Yesterday”
Jacob Gittins 