All the air devoid of voice, the land beyond the fray
Land Beyond the Fray
Gilded Stringer
To all who wander, life is their stringer//Each one to their own way
Texture
I am part of the texture...
Nothing New
I don't know the words but I know you do//And maybe someday I'll sing along too//When this song is nothing new...
My Serenity
Is there a moment so serene//That one might forget to breathe...
All the Rest
On some days you'll win//All the rest, you'll fit in
Slugs and Snails, Butterflies and Bees
Open your hands and walk through your garden//Is there dirt beneath your nails?
Cats to Crows
So I picked up my cats, but they gave a squawk//They had turned into crows
Tuppence for a Tale
Tuppence for a tale//And comeuppance for a crime...
December Rose 