Tags Raindrops
A Rust-Covered Sword (Once Bloody)A Poem by Alan S JeevesA few thoughts on affairs in Eastern Europe in free style |
Fields Of SleepA Poem by Alan S JeevesThe winds come to me from the fields of sleepWhere dreams are blown out of the shallow hillsAnd I, in my solitude, do rejoiceAs I take my comfort with.. |