I once was a most beautiful thing a rose in full bloom now a gentle warm breeze blows the last of my petals  to the ground. My scent too is fading barely a hint of it left, few bees or butterflies visit to take my seed to...

I’d been treading water for days But it felt like an eternity It all disappeared suddenly Into a memory full of obscurity   Ships passed by picking up survivors Giving many a chance to breathe While some of us stayed in the water Watching the depth underneath   “Come...