Sierra Eagleson songs and some words.
The days of May Kind Spring came, the warm days are here for us. The Flowers are rising up and they are reaching for the sun. The children are being sun-kissed by… Continue reading
The days of May Kind Spring came, the warm days are here for us. The Flowers are rising up and they are reaching for the sun. The children are being sun-kissed by… Continue reading
The beauty and the sea You saved me. You waited for me by the blessed Pacific ocean and you turned to me. You looked at me with your sea… Continue reading
Originally posted on Pink Starburst Anxiety:
To is not too And it advertently Makes me blue. Sapiosexual Ultimately Currently Asexual in response To your too not meaning Two To me Charcoal Works by…
Winding road Old world making me tire, it seem we all are weaving and moving, not going no-where. Just keeping above the deep waters of life. Once I was hell and turmoil,… Continue reading
Wisp of the night A Poem by Coyote Poetry Used a paragraph by a Poet name Arsh. I hope you like. Wisp of the night What have we become. We have become stranger in… Continue reading
Coronaviras Grandchildren needed the beach, Michigan open a few. We had a Stoney Creek day. Grandchildren told me, best day ever. Coyote