A song, a memory - a thought of you.
Thinking, wondering - what I would do.
If another time, a different place,
I had turned to see your smiling face.
Racing thoughts of what could be,
If back then it was you and me.
But these thoughts soon drift away,
Back here... to now...today.
These thoughts I have - never could,
And yes, perhaps - never should.
I speak them, sometimes - in my mind.
That's where I go, to search and find
Respite, solace - where I can say..
Ah! But for another day.
Wonderful light shines through this poetic gem. Praise God the Creator who gave us this and more! Thank you for this Jim. God speaks through you too! Amen
We all have thoughts of the way things could have been, but I'm not sure healthy to have such thoughts. Perhaps we should make the best of what we have instead. You have done an excellent job with this piece. It's quality work in my opinion.
Ahhh . . . I guess we all go back in time in moments of hope and change. Hah! Hope and change! That never worked out too well on the presidential level . . .
A story set in 10 years time where two bodies are found in the river NITH in Dumfries, south west Scotland. One is a blind musician and police informant while the other is Poppy, a young girl. It brings Mark and Carla together with different views i
Welcome to Hell on Earth, boys.
Andersonville POW camp...
Russell's battle-worn body looked defeated. He was a Union soldier; she was a Confederate nurse. But when Rosa looked into his eyes, she saw pure determination. He looked fo
Welcome to Hell on Earth, boys.
Andersonville POW camp...
Russell's battle-worn body looked defeated. He was a Union soldier; she was a Confederate nurse. But when Rosa looked into his eyes, she saw pure determination. He looked fo
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Thinking wondering, what I would do.
Ah! But for another day." Who knows...