REFLECTIONS: Two poems for Boboy (Gene Boyd)
Colors of Autumn I sat and watched the lights that play tricks with colors one gloomy day,And right in the middle of this wonderfullife’s symphony, I see you and me.While not every human being cansee these things, touch or hear,I’d like to appreciate its beauty while it’s here. Looking at the riotous colors of theleaves in … Continue reading REFLECTIONS: Two poems for Boboy (Gene Boyd)
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