Strange Dreams

Strange dreams populate my night They make no sense telling stories Of places never seen People I know But they are in a strange dream. Somethings seem familiar In an odd way I’ve been there But I can’t tell you When or on what day. I awaken quizzing Just...

The Heart Is A Treasure

The heart is a treasure Hopefully, never to be seen It guides, beats life in a body Where she is queen. The mind may be king But the heart, she is queen Without her The mind can’t do anything. Giving life, birthing life Holding life in between No one lives a life...