Perfect.
A cursed seven letter word...
Every Monday night,
She's walking home alone...
In the pale fields of death,
I see only darkness...
Why are you taking so long
you know the weather's already changed and...
Those who care,
Don't need to try...
Holding on for dear life
Waiting for the storm to pass...
Fear is a burden,
And courage is a virtue...
JUNE 20TH 2008
UNDER THE TIDE...
I know you're going through
some rough times. Believe me...
Fifty summers spent in shade and sun
boating down rivers from ancient leas...
This is a poem I am happy to say was written by...
Never give up...
Upon a crystallized morn
you were born unto me...