Death means you’re gone, but not from the hearts of loved ones. Whose hearts do you live? __________ Advertisements
Do any peeps of honorable character still exist today? __________
Lights twinkle across the landscape as people share in cosmos delights.
Life is your rowboat and regardless of weather, oars give direction.
His path, long and dark, where choices were sinister and he’d not look back.
Darkness dwells below this willow and yet sunlight dances on its crown.
Despite what people tell you who or what you are, be yourself and bloom.