My poems.. and rhymes.. and songs reveal... the changing moods.. within.. I feel... My thoughts and feelings.. from day to day... I write it down.. in my own way... When happy..I write happy thoughts... of love.. and joy.. and bliss... When sad.. or lonely.. I write only... of things.. I have missed.. or miss... This is my story.. written in rhyme... and the story lies.. within.. these lines... I know today..a puzzle... these pieces.. all may be... but someday.. I'll piece a picture... from this book of memories... Perhaps my poems..and rhymes..and songs... will show ..the life I led... to someone reading through this book... long after.. I am dead.
Reason for writing:
You can love more than you ever thought possible.. and think
nothing can ever destroy that love.. and then one day you
wake up and and find out.. that person has damaged that love
This poem is the introduction that is found in all my poem
books.
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