a poem unwritten

There's a poem in my head unwritten a phrase that lurks just out of sight a snow covered field that hides a kitten afraid to cry its fur of white there's a sadness in my soul uncertain of which direction it should take a play without a stage, the curtain drawn and black as the deepest lake there's a landscape in my mind untold where thought is new as each setting Sun where dreams are washed in light of gold and words like children run

Deckard

I began writing poetry when I was a teenager and it truly saved me from a destructive path. 'Time Heals' will be on my grave stone'. I have 3 incredible kids who are the greatest gifts that God has given me. If I have advice to give to aspiring...

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