Dedicated to :
firerose11
Defy Reality
with a
Tornado warning
of truth
from several Musings on life ,
With an always and forever wife
Hit rewind
to The First Love,
First War,
First step.
In a Dance of Smoke and Fire.
Why must chaos be our only desire?
Hands of Love
Transforms Into
Defenders of the Weak
Torturous Missiles
Of grief
A sling Shot
from his childhood
Junk box,
We all have to grow up
As if this fight wasn't enough.
YOU ARE READING
The Hum Of Existence
PoetryThere's not much to tell, Except I Have much to say. And I Will everyday, So I've Learned & managed to express , A little more in a lot Less.
