When the night is black like pitch, With darkness creeping close; Staining everything it touches, Draining your joy and life Until emptiness is all that remains Remember always A tiny spark a forest fire will alight Its warmth and light... Continue Reading →
Ireland, Britain; India too I travel back into the past Searching, always searching For another generation to tell a tale To find ancestry and knowledge too Many lives have been and passed To bring me to the here and now... Continue Reading →
