Poetry is a means of expressing myself and I have no hard feelings to those who dislike what i write afterall everyone is intitalled to there own perspectives of life. |
My My how I have grown......
Looking in the mirror all I can see is an old hag...
What is this thing everyone talks of?
Is it real...
I gaze at you through a window,
and although you don't notice me...
How I long to be with YOU!!!!
When we leave this life...
How I long to be with YOU!!!!
When we leave this life...
Love is what you hear,see,taste,smell.... |
Anything is everything, |