Thursday, August 19, 2010


"One day all that we wish for, all that we seek may knock on our door and find us weak. The time that we have; the path that we walk, all things are determined by the tick of the clock. What might have been and yet may be lies with circumstance; with it I plea. Love was, and is, and continues on, even after our souls are gone."

1 comment:

Dynamix said...

Awesome poetry
better than Bruce Dawe lolol
his is so boring
although it made Mrs Buckmaster cry in class D:

feel sorry for her

I love you !