This Journey Of Mine
Tag: poems
Escape
The Fallen
They shall grow not old, as we that are left grow old: Age shall not weary them, nor the years condemn. At the going down of the sun and in the morning. We will remember them.
Lest We Forget – ANZAC Day 2018
The Old Mill Cafe
Upon The Wind…
Moonlight Shows The Way
Thinking In Silence
Quietness Of Mind
Bitter-Sweet Moment…
A Richer Journey
The inspiration for this poem came from being part of the judging panel on the Lions Club International Youth of the Year District contest that I wrote about in my previous post.
Communicating Creatively 