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Who am I but a seeker of truth Who am I but a chaser of rainbows; Who am I but a lover of travel, Both physical and of the mind - It's not abou..

...racing away from responsibilities.

Our souls will make history Your spirit draw thee sweet to me. I'll give to thee a lover's kiss, Dancing beneath the moonlight's bliss. 'Neat..

....out of the mouth of babes.

Some widow friends and I made this up one day for fun.

Seeming much more confused than I used to. Without adequate sleep I don't know what I need to do, Making me a lot less reliable than I wish to be...

Madison draw the picture with this poem for art class at school. She and I wrote this one evening, having fun together.

A little short story of how one person is handling their grief.

A lost soulmate Where is his balance World falling apart Cause of her absence To dream sweet dreams She has to depart Makes for sleepless ..

...and laughter is too.