I’m a sonnet of odd tuneless music, Playing fast and slow to the ears...
Day: July 24, 2014
B is for how Biased you are when something doesn’t go your way; a...
M is for that sweet and soft Melody, playing in the ears to drown...
The winds were gentle, flaky and fluffy clouds covered the pale pastel blue skies....
In sudden travels, Many would use their minds, And think ahead. As some would...
Now in the search of fellow beings, That form works, Just as I, The...
You could never miss something, You never had it, Nor even given the chance...
As adults should think as how your son at five is your master, at...
