Sonnet # 109
Amorous, treacherous, and fickle to the boot A mistress like none other, a dame so divine She hits you in the gut with a force too brute A steel magnolia with graces too fine Seemingly base,…...
7 Years Ago
In death, a new beginning he found
In death he was so valiant, In living we do thus nigh A young boy all of seven Etched his name in memory so high *** A glimmer in the shadows for those Who awaited a supporting hand He lived so muc…...
8 Years Ago
