Strings and things,
Bits of that and Bits of this,
Loved and held
by frayed worn edges

Dreams with wings,
Bottled hopes, a big fat wish
Hide in me
– an unread message

Broken knobs
and crooked parts
jumbled deep
In hidden corners

Ancient scabs
and wrinkled scars
whisper sighs
– Regretful mourners

Trash and treasure
Baggage and bones
All that I am,
and all I will be

Settling down
inside this home,
This thing that is
Complicated me

— Dave Young

Dave Young

A fallen man … a broken man … a man rescued by a ruthless, relentless love.

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