I cannot give my words a voice I am shamed by my thoughts Thoughts I do not believe others will…
A quiet in my soul A restlessness in my heart My eyes pain me in their effort to see…
My aunt was so full of love She was as pure as a dove She would hurt no one But…
She gives herself completely to all around To work so hard and so unselfishly For those she loves Life then…
How do you put down on paper what the times meant, when even though you lived them so much more…
How I wish you could see what I see. The scenes that go by so that words cannot nor are…
THE LETTER The night. How pleasant is the night. It creeps slowly upon you not once rousing your suspicions. How…
The night air howled with the cold heartless laugh of the fierce strange creature. Nothing moved as the thing crept…
The night air howled with the cold heartless laugh of the fierce strange creature. Nothing moved as the thing crept…
I am a Poet