Poems from trhutchinson
The thunder rolls, the lighting shows. The flowers dance, the rain slows. The horizon shows her sunset. And the pine sings her wild song....
I write for peace, I write for Love, I write for hope, I write for scorn, I write for Liberty, I write for Freedom. I write for what is...
All alone on my hike, I go to spare the time, To the mountains whom, Call to me, And to me alone, With time. Alone I wander, The wilderness...
How can loves arms feel so warm under these stars so cold? Pain hangs as an overcast, threatening to ruin love again. A lover gone for...
It is now understood, My peers and I do not get along for a reason we not share. I lived pain and suffering, Where they did not. I learned...