To write the lines from tears that bled,
Fed from the ink wells in one's head,
No one understands the journey that you shed,
That took you on your path ahead,
To a present time of poetry and rhyme,
Which feeds the souls that hides inside..........
Heart Break, Divorce, Survival, Personal Growth, Hope and Faith
To sit and look over the bay, The suns gone down, An end to the day, The glimmer of the moon, That lunar light, Glistens on the crest of the...