I stopped posting Poetry on Twitter but sometimes I will catch myself writing it on there and then select all/ctrl+x to paste here for my lovely readers who will actually see it and appreciate it. They have me completely muzzled on that site. I don’t know why I still use it at all.

I stopped counting years

Started counting tears.

Forgetting the fear

That cost me my dear.

It appears that I’m near.

But it isn’t clear,

Whether I will steer,

Or Jesus will. Here.