Please Read:
Goodbye
Excerpt:
But still the fir tree rises high,
a home to many birds which fly,
and you and I planted that seed.
I’ll not repent of such a deed.
[read the full poem here]
Excerpt:
But still the fir tree rises high,
a home to many birds which fly,
and you and I planted that seed.
I’ll not repent of such a deed.
[read the full poem here]