Seeing through the eyes of others

poetry and writings based on the truth of life. Everyone sees through their own lenses. Trade glasses with someone else and view your world…and theirs. I write personal, I write upon request and not limited to one area, genre, or style

father in law

  • Death

    One day, you’ll draw your last breath, and the wind will still comb through the grass, and morning will break over the fields.Coffee will warm in somebody’s hands. The road will keep unspooling toward the horizon like it never knew your name Those messages you stared at until midnight, those people who left without looking… Read more