Sample Poem

Something different. I've been writing more lately and figured I could add this to the blog as it has been too long...

I only know a peddle of her beautiful flower
And a minute or two of her splendid hour
She’s a crescent moon on a cool August night
And a partial puzzle, where the pieces fit just right

I only know the first few pages of her amazing story
And I can’t wait till she’s standing there before me
She’s my inner child’s Christmas morning anticipation
And my first time skydiver’s hesitation