Perched upon his head Feeling quite exposed up here This is not my fault Blame that rebel William Tell Why must I be shot as well?

Great to be wrong, once in a while When in people we see some good Though we expect deceit and guile And rather than the truth, falseho… Gratifying to be surpris’d

Unread my rhymes could be, it matt… Even if all my poems gain no accla… Satisfied will I be and bear no s… For my time and effort won’t be fo… Words I write describe the beauty…

They met in the summer of their yo… In a faraway place, a school up in… He’s a man of the world, that’s th… But she’s sheltered, living as Go… There was magic when they saw each…

Beneath the sky, the dawn’s embrac… The autumn leaves begin to glow A blush of gold on nature’s face While morning paints the earth bel… The misty veil lifts from the hill…

It’s darker now, it’s afterglow End of today’s activities Shift focus as we sip merlot And ponder life’s uncertainties The future’s out there, inviting

She loved the night’s gentle breez… As it touched her moonlit face Behind her, her arms he squeezed Eyes skyward, thoughts lost in sp… She leant back feeling at ease

It is time to go Every night he prays steadfast That it be his last Pleasures have deserted him Tomorrows are looking grim

Pure joy and sadness never coexist Neither bliss and grief; for they’… But love and hate can, and often t… Emotions run deep, and debris accr… Love builds and uplifts, but hatre…

center It’s helplessness I feel Whenever I look at her Knowing quite well We’d never be together

Indeed, letting go isn’t easy But it’s something we must do To unburden our hearts completely And in doing so, to ourselves be t… Just imagine it is autumn, look at…

John wanted to earn money so he ca… But rather than work for it, he pl… Alas he lost his shirt Got tossed in the dirt Half-naked and scared stiff, he’s…

I locked the past in a little box Hidden in a corner of my mind Around it, a yellow ribbon That someone left behind... Sometimes, I go and open it

Sad Refrain I hear her whisper in the breeze I feel her spirit in the rain Her likeness I see in the clouds Her scent relieves all the pain.

Aye! She talks too much She makes a short story long Phrases into song But he loves her nonetheless For she’s lovely that’s our guess