- Water, water, water...
- Flows in open streams
- It takes turns with great ease
- Never thinks twice when going to where it wants to go
- Then there is you and me
- Never knowing where to go
- Why cant we be more like water?
- And just let are self's flow free?
- I know Sarah does
- So why cant we?
A world of poems to Read
Freedom is Golden
My Only Beacon
The world grows with every second we breath, so make it a good world. Hello there, welcome to my world, everything is good here, even the Brass Walls. We if you have anything to say about my poems just e-mail me at Email: PiseasMoon@aol.com Luv to hear from ya! Well I must be going. Bye!
As be as the world gets, it still haves to get smaller but you will come back to vist, right? Here is the way to go to get out, come back sometime!