My friend, Jake, wrote a great piece today. Enjoy!
Here I am again and ready to blog. This next poem is a look into the person in front of the mirror. When we start to feel self-important. What do we see? And what can be done about it? Alone in the Mirror You can't be born, all by yourself. But, you can die alone. And you can buy, yourself, a house. But, never have a home. You can speak, with a soft, low voice. And still, have a menacing tone. And you can listen, to the howling wind. But, … Read More
