The Jester The castle in the distance So majestic and promising There lies the goal…todays goal The journeys momentary halt Sitting atop the hill so high A fortress made of…
Tag: prose
Nature Maestro Swinging my baton like a maestro I make my plants grow My baton looks like a shovel my podium like gravel I conduct an orchestra of plants and…
Life is a Canvas What would the world be like without art? How would your life be? The variety and shades and hues of colors would not exist! There would…