Every since my face could see sun, I've been trying to save the life of one. Even when I was incognito, I termed life to be sweet so. Sweet enough to try and protect, so I moved to dissect.
Dissecting the good from the bad, the happy from the sad. I love to be good, live a million years if I could. Nothing connected to bad, but a life full of sad.
Every man has too figure, it's love or the trigger. They say only the strong survive, but there's also room for the week too thrive. We all possess week and strong, sooner or later the heart and soul will figure where it's best to belong. God just might show his good graces, help us to better places.
I was born week of mind, but sure strength I did find. Also born a blue baby suffering, death seemed my only offering. After all the hard years, life still gets me cheers. Hip hip hooray, I'm still around today.
Wow this is awesome my friend. This is what ariting is indeed all about. You have let and allowed your true self to hang all out and just be you the real you which is ONE Poet.
When two men hit the reset button and decide to go out looking for the good in the world, they not only find it but also a lot more.
P.S. The title is listed on Amazon under Look for Something Good by Robert Drews (not by Robert H. Drews)
From the Caribbean Sea to Machu Picchu in Peru, and from birds to flowers and butterflies, Reflections and Treasured Wonders offers a collection of images gathered from around the world.
love Tinka
I'm still around today.
We should all be as grateful as you, Grady.