Lifes Work

Letters To A Young Poet

The stone falls

January 6, 1990 — Filed under: mypoems

The stone falls From our hearts Flowers rise to the sky The casing over our eyes break You seem to become tolerant With each passing minute As I am no different from others Their dreams have be captured by your charm Do not be surprised if the one that is true does not stay Look beyond the smile Words that taste so sweet may be harmful