Where darkness melts into light
Lines meet and quickly fade.
Expectations dissolve and
Given new ears I hear
The melody she sings
When not confined to the shadows.
There is an artist, photogtapher, writer I love, Amy Grace, who is the master of combining words and photos. I want to be a better writer - and reader - and put my thoughts down, especially in a way that specifically makes sense me. Here is my attempt and poetry; I hope it's a lifelong friendship.