I read Byron last night Flooded with pleasure My throat grew tight With memories of leisure Time passed burning bright In the grey night measure
Is this what is it like to grow old or is it folly Makes us remember as told in melancholy
April 27, 2022
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Another good bye Another mother Passes by Sigh I utter A crying eye How I suffer For a stranger’s pain Becomes world insane.
April 26, 2022
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Walk And I will walk beside you We Will go the distance Water Or solid ground may come We In being one Will Reach the beyond We By our sheer Will Can make it across the terrain
Being one!
April 28, 2017