{Untitled Poetry}
The evening darkness comes the morning was supposed to be bright, But when the sun was supposed to rise alone there was no light, No warmth, no heat no comfort avail, Not even a breeze to fill the sail, Adrift […]
The evening darkness comes the morning was supposed to be bright, But when the sun was supposed to rise alone there was no light, No warmth, no heat no comfort avail, Not even a breeze to fill the sail, Adrift […]