Face First
Iron in the flux of time you look at me in the valley of the crows. Cradle me wise in whimpering woes season pass in whispering flows. Times delightful delicate chimes take its bounty on my brow. The wall of…
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Father & I
Before I came to be you were. Under the shining sun you grew. In those youthful aspirations you became a man ready to embrace life in all its full. Your love within gentle sweet,with a hardworking brow. In that day…
Water
The waves crash into the shores casting its vibrant thrusts against the sands. Faint moments pass and the waves recede back into the belly of the water mass from whence it dwells. The light of the Sun shines on the…