There is a place I know of
where winters come alive...
My dearest friend, don't be down,
Your days of joy will come...
Perfect
I catch myself thinking...
Though my hips be wide
perhaps they have birthed a genius...
Through the Links in the Fence
As a kid I always had these dreams where I could...
These days we love,
These days we hate...
An elderly walks with his lovely cane,
Following into nature's engaging smell...
First of all let me explain,
That I don't play by your rules...
In this universe there are two worlds
They exist peacefully side by side...
Walking threw the shadows
To avoid the sun...
And the lonely player
Writes his aching heart...
Walking along shattered dreams,
They are heading nowhere...