A Child’s Memory I’ve seen a vision in my inner mind knowing where to find me on the inside. I feel a long way from who I want to be nagging at me from a Child’s Memory. Brighter than an empty mind. Darker than another time. Children wander by so they can see the woman in the mask of mentality. I hide behind illusions of the world, running ever faster. I can’t seem to find the answer or the Spirit of the Lord in the shadows of my birth. Brighter than an empty mind. Darker than another time. Written by Sheri Proffitt |