I am bereft.

There’s a battle raging now,
And going on and on …..

You left because of the many secrets she kept.

There seems to be a church chime for every event.

There are those
that dream forever,
out of reality’s sight….

Poem.

A poem about addiction beyond the point of redemption…

There are moments in time that you will never forget.

Some people’s lives are far too short.

There are dreams that are empty and there are those that are meaningful and worthy of interpetation.