The Doctor Told Them
Three Weeks Left
In The Car He Asked Her
What Would Be Best
She Could Only Smile
Her Strength Had Failed Her
But He Knew Without Her Say-So
And They Found Their Way
Back To The Carved Heart
They Started With A Dance
That Is How They Would End
YOU ARE READING
Pandora's Box. Opened.
PoetryJust a selection of poems I have written, that didn't fit in with my other poetry selection since these really have nothing to do with my novel. But there may be some repeats from the other selection.
