Poem : The beauty of discovering the future by living in the present.
Poetry from the heart about aging.
In darkness, I find home
And dream ever so sweetly
Once I wake…
I find myself losing sight of the shore
In the midst of mist, the blur pertains
Socialising through our own reflection
Our social media results in us defected
All that remains is – us – getting disconnected.
Set sail, searching for some booty in the lost sea
Jolly Roger dangling in the wind, as the sun surrenders to the horizons