..break me down with the slightest touch,
and leave me leant upon a crutch...
A YOUNG COLONIAL BOY
I can still remember that damp, chilly Virginia...
Why does a rose of beauty rare,
Spring forth to glorious birth...
He saved her life.But it was a long time ago...
People were just shadows. Every moment was filled...
In a forgotten time long denied by good men
we were all evil and mutually drenched...
A flower facing the sun
that's me after surviving major storms...
Across the water there is a town
I will love forever and now...
How could such beauty,
Grow amid such pain...
Starzec of the earth
gnarled limbs stretch out in greeting...
Can you please slow down?
I can't keep up...
I have seen my dreams and aspirations fail.
I've seen my hopes dashed on the rocks...
It's a bumper box of Belgian chocs.
It's a bowl of wholesome pasta...