A CLOSET'S THOUGHTS
What is life, when feeling sad...

Enticed on entering: By
Availing neon signs...

To My sons that I love an adore,
It's your time to go forth, to grow and explore...

Sweet child
Blessed child...

They look I stare,
A glance a glare...

A TRAMPS LIFE
Damp cold and so alone...

As to the night which slowly unfolds
small angelic rose's blossom...

Artistically brushed are puffs of velvet tufts,
Melded of shimmering starlets, like jewels to...

I laze alone, enthralled,
between the trunks, of mighty oaks...

A mother lies, as her child weeps,
Tears of despair stain the cotton sheets...

Hi Pam.
I am thinking back to times...

My bodies drained
My hearts in pain...