Now and Then

There are certain kinds of poetry that need no words. I feel like this tells a story all on its own. My big brother 🙂 The photo on the right was taken by my very talented sister. Check out her photography page here. Advertisements

The First Goodbye

I see it now The first goodbye Our first kiss Our first time Falling in love There’s no end to the fall Only sweet whispers of Spring Carrying flowers down the hall I’m holding onto you And I’m trying to let go It’s a physical battle An emotional growth Or downfall Depending how you see … More The First Goodbye