Poems from kcargos12
Last things first, people die and that’s a fact.
And rarely ready, is imperfect man.
But if beliefs count like sheep in the night,
I truly...
I like to Laugh, but listen more,
to anything she wants to say.
I’d rather tell her things that matter.
because someday, when they won’t...
It’s something wonderful,
you and me watching the stars.
Just before they start to move,
and make their way across the sky?
From east, to...