Hope is the thing with feathers, is what I have heard so courage is the creature with claws for me. I may seem selfish and I am no doubt, for I surely belong to a class of people who serve their own purpose. Like your whiskers, my trust blows off in a gust of wind, like your tongue, my anger picks every part of mine just not because I am guilty but rather I'm not but am ought to be one. ( full piece in caption) #PWleWriMo29 A letter writing challenge 🔥 Open for All 🔥 brought to you by Proverbs World ♥️ Dear PW family! ✨ It's Proverbs World letter Writing Month (29/31)
