Best birthday in seven years

Spent sixty-third year in love, March tenth was Not just nother day, I was not alone, Spent it with her hand in mine, She washed my car, We ate at Dairy queen, It was like all horrible things in seven years lead to a birthday with her, Everything in my life, A moment in my

Power thought

Some grew up never hearing your beautiful, Never wrong to tell one you love they outshine others, Some like me only ever heard that from our mom’s, Beauty is internal not just our shell, Some beauty is in the ingridients, Some in the thought programing, Somes in how we see or treat others, My better

Nova’s Evil

Sucks me in Process of rising Shutting off my remoteless TV Evil education box Wicked playing with this poet Tempting me a writer with alphabet Cuneiform Hieroglyphics Hostorian caught to Tempting me with a story Some temp with nudity Writer/historians we are Easy Breathe the Valley of tbe kings… Nothings koe important Not food Not

Follow through people

We all know them We emmulate them in kind I fall short Tjose FT people always seem more together I set goals an plunge in, Only I notice my progress, If I were a FT( Follow througher) I wish, Then I would make a splash in the space time continuim I guess. See as a