I entered the literary world
years ago
before The Beatles sang
Yellow Submarine
had no clue
my thoughts of disarray
would last this long
almost like a lingering song
one you heard and can’t forget.
The journey I’ve taken so far
filled with peaks and valleys
sheets and dirt
cool summer breezes,moonlit nights
and along the path found
love and heartbreak
loss and memories
which I wrote about
shared.
I guess the years have been kind
fate has twisted my beliefs
but through it all
my basket of life
has been distributed well.
Literary world
an escape
I have scaled the walls
scraped my knees
while learning to bleed
emotion.
one flame 