I knew from the start,
This wouldn't be a work of art,
It didn't stop me,
From giving you my heart,
It isn't my fight,
But I remain,
To stand by your side,
And shield you from pain
YOU ARE READING
Wistful Winter
Poetry1st collection of what I'm calling "Seasons Project" I was going to try to write enough poems to post 1 a day, for a year. I only managed to do a fourth of that before catching another case of long-term writer's block. I have decided that it is bett...
Emerald Breeze
I knew from the start,
This wouldn't be a work of art,
It didn't stop me,
From giving you my heart,
It isn't my fight,
But I remain,
To stand by your side,
And shield you from pain
