My Poems

There is one thing that sets me apart,
It's that through written words I share my heart.

Thing of my present, and of my past,
Everyone of my thoughts are written to last.

I open up myself like a book,
Open for everyone to have a look.

There is something new on every page,
My thoughts and stories that will hopefully engage

I admit My life may go up and down,
But its not enough for me to frown.

Although this poem must come to an end,
My hope is that my writings are read by a friend.

All of the Memories

 

Just a random poem

All the memories, the good and the bad
To see them wither, makes me quiet sad.

She came into my life, and filled it with glee
But she's gone now, it makes me sad you see.
...
As She walks out the door without a goodbye.
I have this overwhelming feeling, that I may just cry.

I know it's the best for her, even if it's hard for me to see,
I have to let go, because I now understand it's not all about me.