I do not wish
To rebuild the house...
Pain can’t be understood.
To do so...
I wrote to you last, talking about the day,
that your spirit slipped away...
I take to my pen as weird thoughts fly about
Politics a game of thrones...
Why do I bother?
These words will just fade...
I take to my pen as weird thoughts fly about
Politics a game of thrones...
Moments come and go
Pain can be dulled...
I have fickle feelings for Fall
First I loved it...
Long time ago, on a day like to day
Sad news at my door step...
You may see my lips smile,
never reaching my eyes...
In the midst of the changes,
a new season approaches...
Hey,
I’m back here at the bench...