As a writer, I have often wondered how many great works have been lost to us over the centuries, works that could have brought great illumination and created change in the course of history.
Thoughts run deep when a person we thought we'd spend a lifetime with moves on without us. One thing is certain, we cannot see the end of a path from its beginning
This is someone telling their loved one that this loved one is always there when that somebody needs them, and everyday is exciting and fresh because they fell in love with each other.
These are my poems. Don't hate on them, because that's just rude. You'll see my views on things. This is fully completed. I work hard on my writing since it doesn't come naturally. Thank you. Love, Bookrixfreak