Just Thoughts
A Poem by his better half
Will my words be erased in time, no longer to be read?
If I'd never write another rhyme, I would rather off be dead!
What shall be come of me?
My muse has wings and longs to fly free!
Time flees like sands in an hour glass
While my heart and soul becomes etched in stone
Yet I still travel the twists and turns of lives dusty back roads |
© 2011 his better half
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Added on May 18, 2011
Last Updated on May 18, 2011
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his better half
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Happily married to my best friend for 20 years, mom to 3 fabulous dogs:) Love to spend time gardening, swimming, and with family and friends.
I write to write, while I do check for spelling errors,.. more..
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