The legend of the raindrop has a lesson for us...
As it trembled in the heavens questioning whether...
I slowly flip through the pages,
some are not quite filled...
Within Us All
Preying upon bleeding tears...
Sitting aimlessly near the window panes
Familiar thoughts run across my mind...
Life's complicated,
Things changing into a good way...
I might be young but i have heart,
its been stepped on,punctured, and ripped apart...
Speeding quickly past.
Zooming, zipping fast...
There comes a time
when you may wonder...
You are you,
I am me...
I am a forest of tress.
An inspiring lattice...
There are gentle Spring days
when the air hushes...
Lost my job some would say
But what a bright sunshiney day...