Poems from JPB
A cold, dark winter morn' I remember waking up to the frizzing of my feet which hung outside my blanket.It was a slow creeping cold similar...
Yesterday I crossed over,Over to a new world I had never witnessed before.Such a place I could not call home,But Hell.A Hell so painful,So...
As I gazed out my window one winter night,I did see a most brilliant sight.I learned of a story of a creature far away,But alas I can not...
T'was the day of days and night or nights,That brought about her song.And in that moment, on early dawn,Our love showed true and strong....
What cruel sight hath He given us now?Has He brought sweet death upon me now?Or maybe my true love to hear my song,Even though all would...