The power of sunlight comes
And chase away the cold grip
The skin is warmed and the blood is heated
The feeling of the changing weather
Gave me some thoughts about living
That I am lucky to be on this earth
To breath, to see and hear
That no matter was stress I endure
as long as I feel the power of the sunlight
My blood is warmed and ready for battle
YOU ARE READING
From The Typewriter
PoetryThe following poems are typed using a Adler Gabrielle 12 Typewriter. The reason I used the typewriter to write my poems is because the typewriter not only gives you concentration in typing it also stops you from being distracted you are only focusin...
