Why?

Why the doubt that I won’t stand by you? When I’ve been there all this while.               Unified by the depth and innocence of a friendship sweet and pure   Why the fear that

/ Poetry, Poetryst, Reflections

Why?

Why the doubt that I won’t stand by you? When I’ve been there all this while.               Unified by the depth and innocence of a friendship sweet and pure   Why the fear that

/ April 3, 2015 / 8 comments