Like day and night, the one defines the other, and yet they cannot coexist.
Does She Know
She holds the world in her hands, but does she have any idea how rich she is?
Evacuation
Can I seek joy, satisfaction, without my love?
Evanescence
The dawning sky with all its brilliant hue will soon be gone...
Help Me to Remember
Can you imagine what it must be like to forget your past?
The Long Wait
My love has been away a long, long time, And it looks like he’ll be gone much longer still.
Daddy Did
A poem for Father's Day
Here You Are
In the spirit of Walt Whitmas, a "song of myself."
Through the Glass
A piece of glass both joins and separates...
Not My Will
Time moves far too slowly. Oh, how much I miss you!


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