Poems from dmcomford
A healthy soul, a healthy mind
To a healthy body bind
A twist of fate ever entwined
In the arms of those who find:
A feather pure as gold....
As I walk through the meadow, I look at the sky.
I ponder some questions, and ask myself why:
It is so little, that ever I take:
A moment...
Tears fall like rain on a deathly still face,
There’s no hope for her now, she’s in a much better place:
A place with no sorrow, a place...