By: Patrick P. Stafford Something there is that holds the anxious heart in check, That offers only to the eyes the total essence of you, Shows in the hair and face, in the […]
Poem: Strangers
Poem: Gardens and Memories
By: Patrick P. Stafford I know it’s time to go to sleep. I know it’s time to shut out light. And now because all hope is gone, I know it’s time to say […]
Poem: The Sand
By: Patrick P. Stafford There we stood years ago, upon our emerald beach, With pure love between us, and pure happiness within reach. Years ago when you held my heart in the palm […]
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