WNY Sport and Travel Expo
| If the path is overgrown with briars and bristles that sear the very flesh from your body blaze onward. Scars are just tattoos with better stories. |
| As the fog lifts from the air so must we lift the fog from our eyes. How can we see clearly if we continue to let hate and anger blind us. |
We all face struggles we all have turmoil some of us are just better at hiding it than others are, lean on the One that can handle it all
| We were so poor growing up, me and my brother had to rid double on our stick horse. Makes you appreciate a real saddle even if the ride is rough. |
| You can be or be gone. Lead, walk beside me or get the flip out of my way. Too many people want to wear the armor but too few want to fight in the war. |