“Poetry is all that is worth remembering in life.”
— William Hazlitt
Evenings Long Ago
Skies full of tiny golden lights
Floating aimlessly
Grasping helplessly
My small hands, just out of reach
…
— William Hazlitt
Skies full of tiny golden lights
Floating aimlessly
Grasping helplessly
My small hands, just out of reach
…