Through sight, we see the world around us Colors, shapes, and forms that inspire The beauty of nature and the human touch A kaleidoscope of imagery that never tires
By Tammy Simmons3 years ago in Poets
A love that was once pure and true, Now broken and shattered, no longer anew. The pain inflicted, the tears that fell, A heart full of love and hope, now in hell.
A mother's love knows no bounds, It is the purest love that surrounds. Deeply connected, heart to heart, A love that will never depart.
quite a long time ago there lived two kids in a town both the youngsters were siblings one of them was seven years old and the other
By Tammy Simmons3 years ago in Motivation
Andreessen the maker of the Netscape Internet browser and an unmistakable tech financial backer composed a long article in the
By Tammy Simmons3 years ago in Wander
