You Fight
in Courage Poems
You fight your whole life
to be seen,
to be different,
to be understood.
in Courage Poems
You fight your whole life
to be seen,
to be different,
to be understood.
in Fall Poems
Misty mornings, frosted lawns
The wind is blowing a winter's song.
Changing colors of the leaves,
Very good. It brings me back to my childhood days when I would know that Autumn was on the way. The colors, the harvest, the year-end holidays and the coolness of the nights and early...