| Poem Page 2 |
| Sitting Alone I sit here thinking, Thinking many things, Many things about one, One person who is everything to me. I sit here remembering, Remembering good times, Times I have shared, Shared with the person I care for. I sit here loving, Loving for her, Wanting her here, Here in my arms. I sit here.... |
| Untitled The fire crackling Yellow flames jumping Orange coals glowing The heat radiating Tiny flames, tiny roar Demanding and deserving respect The blackened stone The smoke billowing Burning logs and timbers |
| Two Friends Two firends, One Problem. Suddenly there are Two people, Many conflicts. All in the past is broken. Another jewel is lost. A common cause, Reunited are the pieces of the past. A more beautiful jewel discovered. Two friends, Many problems, All shared, 'All forgiven. |