Through sight, we see the world around us Colors, shapes, and forms that inspire The beauty of nature and the human touch A kaleidoscope of imagery that never tires
By Tammy Simmonsabout a year ago in Poets
A love that was once pure and true, Now broken and shattered, no longer anew. The pain inflicted, the tears that fell, A heart full of love and hope, now in hell.
A mother's love knows no bounds, It is the purest love that surrounds. Deeply connected, heart to heart, A love that will never depart.
quite a long time ago there lived two kids in a town both the youngsters were siblings one of them was seven years old and the other
By Tammy Simmonsabout a year ago in Motivation
Andreessen the maker of the Netscape Internet browser and an unmistakable tech financial backer composed a long article in the
By Tammy Simmonsabout a year ago in Wander