I saw you from my window you dazzled from afarwith tales of blooming rosesand sparkly little stars.At night as cold wind howledand cats hiss on their prowlI drank your verse and tweetsalone between my sheets.At first it was amusingI blushed so deep inside—to only find...
There comes a time to shut the doorsto say farewell to lock the drawersand find the strength to let it gowhat once was—for new to grow.Reflect on times and weigh the pastfind the answers as you ask—allow the wounds to cure and healthen weave new hopes and make them...
America, America who launched a thousand dreams from sea to shining oceans to live as one—as team— America, America a booming industry of opulence gone sour and man no longer free. We sing to Thee America our protector and our shieldwe come to you with hunger and...
At sixty-eight it’s not too late to start life anewevery day I sing and playlike I am twenty-two.*Yakira Shimoni FulksMay 28, 2021 | OC, California Photography Asaf Fulks | OC Recording CompanyCanon EOS 5DS f/45/23/21 | Huntington Beach, California Birthday |...