And the blue sky shall reveal itself once again.
Category Archives: Poem
Butterfly Wings
To soar with a butterfly.
The Road
And the road beckons…
Her
We all know a her.
The News
I get the blues from watching the news.
Goldfinch
I thought he was a flower!
The River
Stop fighting and look into the depths.
Passion
Plant a seed with passion and it will bear the most beautiful fruit.
A Blank Page
From where do the words come?
Pigheaded
You see blood sucking vampires and I see a garden of beautiful flowers with a few pesky insects.
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