A poem I wrote, called My last smile.

Silence all over, the night is still young.
But it’s already too late for me.
I could not be saved. I could not be believed. I could not be lost……..

This is the last time to say goodbye.

It is a tradition for cowboys to have one final farewell by putting their boots on the saddle pointing backwards. It is hard to watch that final farewell for someone that you know.

A poem about saying good bye to someone you love.

Poem.

Poem about the dance of love.When things become unbearable,and it looks like the end,just remember where theres a little light,there is always hope…

You are everything that I desire.

Wishing that he would have stopped to think
I miss him so, life is not fair.

If you listen enough, you will hear it.

A lullaby: I shall see you again.