stardust on these eyes
heavy from this joyous day
mind taken by sleep
© Dicky J Loweman 2015
stardust on these eyes
heavy from this joyous day
mind taken by sleep
© Dicky J Loweman 2015
The world is rarely,
Black and White
The answers,
Are hardly every clearly written out,
For any and all to see
And I try to do things right,
Most of the time,
But it seems we were all given,
Different levels of acceptance,
Different amounts of tolerance
My right is hardly your right
And the world is as unclear,
As an early morning for,
The rules weren’t written,
In black and white,
Right and wrong
They weren’t written that way,
And neither were we
© Dicky J Loweman 2015