Poetry
A long road
I'm harbouring a heavy secret.It's not one I want to keep, just one I'm not ready to share.So I tiptoe around the subject pretending it's not really there.When the time...
A long road
I'm harbouring a heavy secret.It's not one I want to keep, just one I'm not ready to share.So I tiptoe around the subject pretending it's not really there.When the time...
Observation
Moon rising.A setting sun.As day turns to night,Trailsteps fall silent.Pausing to observe,I am where I am meant to be.
Observation
Moon rising.A setting sun.As day turns to night,Trailsteps fall silent.Pausing to observe,I am where I am meant to be.