Poems from achase

The wonder of a clear blue sky Surrounded by cottonwood trees, Their leaves gleam as crystals would glisten, The sun shines brighter in...
If Love is a mighty Mountain, than fear is the narrow valley below. When Love Reaches its highest peack it shines as does the snow, but...
To sleep perchance to dream But you got it wrong Shakespeare I dream perchance to sleep I only sleep eight hours a day But I dream...