On a guitar of time, he played pleasant tunes,
the rhymes of his life were sung by the moon.
Always keep moving, he never looked behind,
stepped to the beat tunes played in his mind.
Many wise words he sang, so lovely the sound,
composed with chords that kept peace around.
I sometimes get visions and with them shivers,
as I think of the legend that traveled this river.
I wish it were true, that he wrote such a song,
when the world heard it, we'd all sing along.
I am fighting a battle of loneliness and disrespect
My pain with relations has reached it
Leaves crackle and crunch beneath my feet
as l inhale the air that smells so sweet
<A bunch of flowers,
A homemade cake,
That special gift,
A birthday steak.
Why did you have to go?
Why did you leave me in the dark all alone?
Why did you h
I've envied the people around me
So invested in living each day,
While I spent my
Since all my steps are audience of my past,
a past damasked by relevant joys, pain, growt
There Is Always Hope In Friendship
It was a day in the life
Full of sadness and strife.
You never thought you'd make
Over time we've developed something extraordinary,
That will last forever because we're b
Raindrops on window panes
Stars at night that are just airplanes
Sparks of light
First time we met,
We smiled laughed and played,
By the big Oak Tree in the back,
