It does not matter.
How we ride,
Face to face or side by side.
I will still enjoy the ride.
Because it is you my dear,
That’s at my side.
Oh lovely precious trusted one,
You are my thought ere the day is done.
Life’s tempests try to separate the fabric of us,
With winds that would rent the stoutest sail.
But try as they may my resolve shall prevail.
Today my sanity with me shall abide,
Because it is you,
That’s at my side.
My book of poetry is being redone by me, I have a beautiful cover designed and the book will have a few more than 200 poems in it. I am going to have it printed on demand here in Canada. When it is done I will let you know when it is done and if anyo
In the Whirlwind is a poetic storm that frees history from the cages of corruption and puts it in the hands of everyday people. Words are weaved into a new fashion statement that has nothing to do with runways but everything to do with projects!
Regis
Rose