As I drop in, my sight of the heavens turns to dim obsidian. I move on to search for light through disorganized maze.
Kia Ora Desiree It’s your friend Willietony here This is a beautiful poem you have described about yourself. And I liked that last part when you said: ” My Maori Tikanga My last is Manga” Keep up the Good work and I hope you stay safe with your loving whanau and may God be with you. Reply
Kia Ora Desiree
It’s your friend Willietony here
This is a beautiful poem you have described about yourself.
And I liked that last part when you said:
” My Maori Tikanga My last is Manga”
Keep up the Good work and I hope you stay safe with your loving whanau and may God be with you.
Sorry that one was a mistake