Poems I have written

Someone I worked with a few years ago. I wrote this in 2008

When I sit and watch the stars at night, I know that you are there. When I see a band perform at night, I can feel your curious stare. When we shaped the Buddha out of sand that night,

Must be through the shrubbery now, aware of where you are. Aware of what and who is around you, aware of who you are. There still must be a lot to see, a lot to wonder and glare at.

When love had had enough of hate When light had had enough of dark When peace had had enough of war This can go on no more We fight with love We...