by Gerri Ravyn Stanfield | Mar 22, 2016 | Revolution of the Spirit, Revolutionary Poems, Uncategorized |
When I was little and couldn’t sleep at night, there was a giant bear who arrived at the foot of my bed and sing lullabies of dark blue and fresh green. He gave me songs of faery wings and jewels growing in caverns deep inside the earth. I coaxed the bear into my twin...
