I Watched Her I watched her as she slowly opened her little gold box the scent of incense filled the room and in her mind she heard George Harrison playing the sitar it was another magical and mystical moment released from the always poetic mind of Walt Page, The Tennessee Poet ~The Tennessee Poet~©Walt Page... Continue Reading →

Dreams & Hopes when we are young we start developing hopes these hopes are based on dreams we fall in love and our hopes and dreams are doubled our dreams and hopes are influenced by what we see by what we hear and by what we think we want they give us a goal to... Continue Reading →

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