What happened here
As the New York sunset disappeared
I found an empty garden among the flagstones there
Who lived here
He must have been a gardener that cared a lot
Who weeded out...
The rose gardener pedaled feverishly to the market last week to sell his flowers before they became a thorn in his side.”
There's a man sitting at a bar just looking at his drink. He stays like that for half an hour. Then, a big trouble-making truck driver steps next to him, takes the drink from the...
Your personality type: "Good-natured Realist"
Quiet, kind and conscientious. Can be depended on to follow through. Usually puts the needs of others above their own needs. Stable...
There is a nightingale deep within me
with a reddish tail like a Valentine
and a melody that wants to be free
Her muffled tune will only catch the ear
of that gardener who stills...