I do not need stone angels now,
Or the waste of aged sentiments.
Life has always been precarious.
It is enough that you were here.
And I will light a candle for you.
(Excerpt)
Rob Cullen
I do not need stone angels now,
Or the waste of aged sentiments.
Life has always been precarious.
It is enough that you were here.
And I will light a candle for you.
(Excerpt)
Rob Cullen
“Writing is a love that consumes me. Love and loss is what I write about.” Rob Cullen