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...