Sheltering from the rain
and birds that do not sing.
I hear your voice saying
“Yes, Yes, Oh Yes’
I take my pen and find my hand.
More writing from the soul.
Life is better than I thought.
A life too surreal
Sheltering from the rain
and birds that do not sing.
I hear your voice saying
“Yes, Yes, Oh Yes’
I take my pen and find my hand.
More writing from the soul.
Life is better than I thought.
A Wandering Poet 