Poems from Maccafee
How am I still divided within.
Considering the pain she was in.
Letting life go, is never a easy thing to do.
Especially when she gave...
Oh, I remember the days.
Where my mind ran free.
Free to conquer this world that was giving to me.
Brave I was, before the downfall of my...
He has lost the battle.
What he thought, no longer exist.
The stale taste in his mouth has never left.
He has lost his battle.
No more...
I'm beginning to wonder.
What does it mean to loose it all.
Family, friends, home.
The thought creates a fog.
Its similar to walking in the...
We could love each other like old people do.
We can share our mornings.
Raining or sunny blue.
I would love to be your man at 92.
Our...