Poetry open for interpitation Wars lost loves passion.

Sweet poetry.

In loving Memory of a sweet friend Kurt Potter. And he will be missed by many.
I hope he finds the peace he couldnt seen to obtain here.

Much love sent out to his family. Love ya Kurt.. xoxo.

A revised version of a journal that I wrote on May 30, 2009.

A dream I had about a good friend of mine.

Lost loves.

A chance to see how unkind time has been to those we once knew, or else a chance to kindle an old love affair. But what if you have something to hide, especially from someone you actually to hear from again.

Wishing on a shooting star.