Future is curiously bright
and almost painful
like the first time
I stared at the sun.
I knew I shouldn’t have,
but it’s all vibrance and warmth…
only short gazes
before it starts to burn.
Future is curiously bright
and almost painful
like the first time
I stared at the sun.
I knew I shouldn’t have,
but it’s all vibrance and warmth…
only short gazes
before it starts to burn.
True wealth is the wealth of the soul
Poetry, story and real life. Once soldier, busnessman, grandfather and Poet.
A collective of thoughts, poetry, writing works, blurbs, and other randomosity
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Art Studio Dumfriesshire
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