This man I know trudges along on his lonesome crusade It seems at every turn there's evidence, again betrayed He made up for lost time once he figured out what he'd do He's an older gent or I'd say you might know him too The guy beats on, dim-witted maybe, cuz nothing stops him Rising from the hollow, forward despite the forecast so grim Out there limping all alone he looks around just so he Continue Reading...
My little girl
Sometimes a path seems too familiar to be different from one I have seen before. "... Words, they come with time, I pray between Too much I remember from the places I’ve seen Silence fills the space, light is driven from this place A picture painted by the shadows in her face..." Continue Reading...