
By waters edge I sit and rest
To see what comes next.
To find myself, the soul I’ve lost
And Ponder the heavy cost

By waters edge I sit and rest
To see what comes next.
To find myself, the soul I’ve lost
And Ponder the heavy cost
A Simple man who dreams of being an Author one day. A lover of poems and stories of all types. A dreamer and a tale weaver in my spare time. What little I have as a father of three. Come sit by the fire, and let me spin my tales, let me speak my rhymes, and show you, a quite good time.
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