Through riddle and rhyme
Do I spin time
To match a lively flow
To give me hope
A hope that burns
That there's someone where
Way down there
Down to the south
Is where they sow
Sow the seeds that
Will grow one day
Grow to be greater
To hold my heart
So gently you see
That the evening breeze will never match thee
So a single thing will let it grow
A simple kiss
Just so you know
YOU ARE READING
The Poetry Gripe
PoetryWelcome to a collection of poems I've written over the years. Some are a true delve into meaning and life. While others struggle with love and strife. The path ahead is not so easy. Please be careful reader, the mind is not so easy.
