Your death was such a great loss to us.

Certain moments suddenly flash
On a perfectly normal day….

You are wasting your time.

There is more to gain than to lose.

Nursery rhyme about everyday people and things they do.

A poem.

Lies, deceit and pain
Is there anything left to gain?

This is another one of my attempts at a Haiku. It’s so much fun, trying to create a 5/7/5 rhythm, with words!

Seem as the tittle.. IS NOT A THING!!!!!

There is something missing.