The days are long but the months are short On our walk last night, We saw a man playing frisbee on his own …
A Moment – Alexander Soares
The clouds had made a crimson crown About the mountains high. The stormy sun was going down In a stormy sky. Why did you let your eyes so rest onContinue readingA Moment – Alexander Soares
18th April – Alexander Soares
Suppose they had chosen another date, Suppose it had gone ahead as planned, Celebration, commitment, hand in hand. Satin in silence hangs, hidden for now. Vows unreached yet lived outContinue reading18th April – Alexander Soares