RedRavenPoems

Where Poems Fly, Through Starry Skies.

Things Never Change

Begging, pleading, for things to change

For a silver lining. A gap in the rain.

Yet onward drives the torrential pain

As things stay ever the same.

A silent sigh, gentle as a breeze

Is all that can be uttered. At least from me.

Travel the roads, make many journeys.

Some planned, some forced

Yet taken all the same.

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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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