I am bleeding if I write in red ink,
For words are bleeding from my wounds,
The wounds run deep,
Not easy to stem the flow when you're grieving so,
Time moves so fast yet so slow....
The Golden Beach
The path it led to a golden beach, Rich it was under one's feet, To walk along the golden shore, Rich in shells, Washed ashore, There on...
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To write a thousand words, How one feels, But cannot find those eyes, Who would read, A message unread, For a thousand years, Maybe in anoth... -
Sat on a path, At the dawn of the day, Cross roads in sight, Thinking which way, To the left or to the right, Or straight ahead towards toni... -
A Robin flew to a tree on my path, This was fate, It was meant to be, He sang a song, In his merry way, Only a few will understand his words...
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