When night is eternal and you see your regrets in your reflection.. .

The early mornings and late evenings are filled with the sunbeams peeking through the trees.

Mesmerized in a new dreamscape, the light stays lit for a bit…

I will love you for as long as I live.

You should allow love to lead the way.

Unrequited love.

A poem about a still forest. A queit, peaceful place. The format is; tanka.

Sonnet.

Everybody welcomes the sun and it’s shine.

A poem about a tree.