My brother was a caring man.
He loved his family...
I was eating Jambalaya
With old Cross Tie Walker...
Dear grandson let me read a tale!
Of love lost ‘neath a pirate’s sail...
Who gave the horse its vaunted strength,
Its eyes, filled with thunder...
Walking through a world
Where love is real...
Everything that was created,
Was formed with a design...
America was built upon
Ideals that are all but gone...
.
none of these life choices...
Absolute
is the silence of a canvas...
Worship Him in the temple of beauty
in all places...
speed is a jetted supersonic speed
the light of speed is the light of a jetted speed...
as soon as it's spoken
as soon as it's heard...