These days even my words ask me, Whom do they belong to, Me or the one I write them for. To which I laugh and say, They belong to the...

Words are not the same, Than what they used to be, I think I’ve used them all, To the highest degree, Words don’t weigh the same, Than...

Suddenly you’re under the water, Looking at the marine life, Floating all around you, The blues of the ocean, Sparkle bright and new!...