A family member of mine from the early 1900's wrote this and it was in a box of family things my father had given me. I just thought it was beautiful ..
it's just timetime around the bendthe automaticsnap back to realitysame old tale of a storyin the absenceof lovethere are literary gemsof abandonand a..
The rise of glorious dawnSlumbers the sweet somberIn abstract self-esteemThe intensity of emotional frustrationSeems a continuous tideOf esoteric clar..
To the life I liveI never fully understood youBut with the life I was givenHow could I?It's always a constant thoughtWho am I? Why am I? Am I sought?A..