designsbyjachase

"By a Fine Lady, Was I Made" ~Poetry for a Great Lady~ There was a time when I was a boy where the world lie before me and I was too frightened to do anything anything atall Like clay and a potter's wheel I was gifted a most glorious self and the world lie before me but I was too bewildered to speak too confused to do anything anything atall I stood frozen, inactive my heart was weak my mind was blank my hands refused to work their magick and I had not yet come to be whom I ought to be Many years ago it seems I was very weak I had a father whom taught me many things he was a wise man he told me stories helped me read