This used to be a happy place
A place of joy and peace
Years gone by
Age takes it's toll
On happy places like these
But so is the clock of time
Moving forward
Never behind
Ghosts of the past linger here
Giving forth a silent cheer
Writing poetry and short stories to let people take a peek inside my mind. I also do videos, take pictures, and like to cook and share tips on cooking
Paper airplane Lift up higher and higher Take off Never land Upon the wind Through the trees Fly plane fly Paper airplane Made of paper chea...
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