Poems ***

For many years I hid my heart

And sheltered it from ache

If only I had waited more

I would still have one to break

You dropped in unexpectedly

Like a whirlwind in a storm

My life began to open up

A meaning began to form

Possibilities seemed endless

The world began to flame

Suddenly reality

And no one else to blame

Can a tree grow in a desert?

Or man survive without clothing in the cold?

We need nourishment to feed us

We need love to help us grow

Without the right environment

It is no good to plant a tree

Without the right equipment

We are as good as dead

But give us the proper stuff

And humans thrive on challenge

We fight to live

We grasps at straws

We live

We are