Words in the Wind
soft summer air skies tinted pastel orange the breeze tickles my face
Everything I Ever Hoped For
Dreams turned to memories; Golden, like pictures in the ocean sunset; It was everything I ever hoped for
Summer & Winter
She was right. I don’t know what love is I’ve seen it, and received it, but never given it Or...
Home
Yet, here I am, stuck in this very place I call home Why do I even call it that? I...
Keeping Up
when I was a boy I was told Time waits for no one always in a rush yet never behind...