Time it was
And what a time it was, it was
A time of innocence
A time of confidences
Long ago it must be
I have a photograph
Preserve your memories
They’re all that’s left you.
Bookends
Time it was
And what a time it was, it was
A time of innocence
A time of confidences
Long ago it must be
I have a photograph
Preserve your memories
They’re all that’s left you.
Musing & Rhymes of a Man Reaching For Meaning
Poetry for Finding Meaning in the Madness
A place to express myself through words!
Solitude is fine, but you need someone to tell that solitude is fine...
Creative Work, Social Action, Mindful Engagement
"Poetry in-depth"
