Poems from JGOURLEY
The world is surrounded with thing of a dream.
The stars are all shining; look at them gleam!
Though things might get harder, we can still...
Day by day,
Night by night,
I see a ray,
But no true light.
I sit and wonder,
Is it me?
Why is “it” so hard to see?
They say “it” is...
JC: When darkness seems to take you on, and waters rush, and the storms brew strong:
The world is supposed to be this way.
Don’t be...