Hidden things inside They wait their turn to be seen Let them rest awhile They will have the sun one day And all will be transparent. --- Late To The Game 10/16/17
Haiku: Mortality
Like the candle burns Life is fleeting, then its gone Light, a memory --- Late To The Game 10/8/17 In memory of friends passed. Farewell.
Haiku: after, life?
Is there a good place? Destination for the Just? One day will we know? --- Late To The Game 10/6/17
