Have you wondered why the clock goes?

Tick-Tock Long days, Dark nights, all I do is cry. Tick-Tock in the blues of a broken heart from being in love.

Welcome, to the real world.

A poem about.

Life and Onomatopoeia.

The Reality of Time.

An acrostic poem, written for class. One of my favourites.

The feelings that I get from a clock.

Just thinking about the loss of a very courageous loved one…
RIP SGT ROB D SANCHEZ,( Killed In Action)Oct 1, 2009……………
You remain cousin… you remain……. always remembered, never forgotten,
you remain………………

Poem about waiting.