Silver Sight

A portrait of self is what you see Only a reflection to the world For the truth resides…

I hold a vision from here to there Where I can see things of memory The path lays…

Stare into my eyesAnd what do you seeBeyond mere physicalThe redness and fatiguePast a tiredness and regretThe HAUNTING…

Autumn is a second spring when every leaf is a flower. ~Albert Camus Happy November, focus on your…

memories, like softly falling rain drip endlessly, from grief-stricken eyes running down, sad red-sallow faces pools form, from…

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