If I tried to count the thoughts
Of what I’ve learnt and what I was taught
To have bared my soul before the world
And to hear the criticism that it had hurled
One day in life and life unjust
Then pass away and turn to rust
Contemplate as I have done
Then to learn the power, as known by one
Cobblestones had lined the brook
And yet it seemed to have such a gentle look
Sparrows seem to hover around
Carried by the winds without a sound
Cloud drift in the heavens slowly by
And yet I felt the feelings that made me cry
Saddened tears had swept my heart
And here I was but where to start
Was there a light to lead me out
I had no need to twist and shout
Lonely be the loner heart
Then passage be thy tears that have depart
Welcome!
The poems in this beautifully bound book are a result of over twenty years of observations. Observations of the world around us and on the telecommunications network. All of the hate, love, heroism, disasters, and those who help.
Beautif
Welcome!
The poems in this beautifully bound book are a result of over twenty years of observations. Observations of the world around us and on the telecommunications network. All of the hate, love, heroism, disasters, and those who help.
Beautif
NOW AVAILABLE!
This book is a limited edition, and copies are hand numbered. It will NOT be available through Amazon or other distributors. You must purchase it directly from the author or from this site. It is hard-back (not the spiral bind seen
Dave.