Chess Solitaire 42 Black Jack Gin Rummy Hellbender
A Poem I Wrote
"Reflecton of Time"
weathered faces displays the lines
teathered traces of forgotten times
a reflection of memories
good and bad
a sudden awakening
as to why we are sad
a glimmer of hope begins to shine
for all of those whose life has primed
new beginnings are sure to prevail
an exciting world that cannot fail!
Runaway...1998