Whether rain or snow I am like a postwoman. I am on the go! ~ My honey and I Love to ride motorcycles. A great time big sigh!
By Denise E Lindquist3 years ago in Poets
So, Morning Glory … Is it the plant , or is it the morning itself ?
By Colleen Walters3 years ago in Poets
Beauty all around Wherever you look, it’s found He loves to astound
Waking up to the uncomfortable reality I have no peers Or if I do they’re nowhere near We are all scattered across the earth
By Atomic Historian3 years ago in Poets
Beneath desert sky, Whispers of twilight's ballet, Sands cradle the night.
By Printique Studios3 years ago in Poets
If your wish to hear Stories not meant for your ears Feign sleep and listen
By D. J. Reddall3 years ago in Poets
Different kinds of love? My favorite kind is where you Look at me and smile
What is it all for? This daily struggle to be When everything ends
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsden3 years ago in Poets
It is imperative To remember Suffering is not comparative A loss is a loss No matter how much or little the cost may seem to you
What would life be like if someone got to know us The real us The one inside The one we always hide The child that never grew up
lay thy hand upon me now, your actions linger well, beyond the pail ___________________ Copyright 4/25/2024 Christy Munson. All rights reserved.
By Christy Munson3 years ago in Poets
In art and in life Both frog and roach can become The fairest of all ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
By Matthew J. Fromm3 years ago in Poets
