Poetry wrote me
When at twenty-three
Nearly met Creator
Grim Reaper at my door
We live a life of poetry. It's a wonder we write so little!
Love your astute observations, Rob! It took me a long time to really start writing. And now...I can't seem to stop!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Ditto Here Richard TFS
Very happy that you survived, LeeAnn! And look at how greatly you're blossoming with your poetry! Amazing!