Oct 2011
Blossoms wilt in
the winter;
As does man's
heart.
We are alone in the springtime.
the winter;
As does man's
heart.
We are alone in the springtime.
Five-minute poems.
I'm still about; if anyone is still reading, thank you.
Please get in touch if you want to use my poetry anywhere, I will be more than happy to help.
I'm still about; if anyone is still reading, thank you.
Please get in touch if you want to use my poetry anywhere, I will be more than happy to help.
