I Am Made Of Jam

A blog of sorts. I will share. You will absorb.

permalink

An old poem

I’ve been going back and reading things that I’ve written long ago, much of which I’ve forgotten about. And I came across this short little poem that I rather like. I hope you like it as well.

I did a waltz with your mother
It was the happiest time of my life
Because as we moved and stepped, just us two
I knew that soon I’d waltz with you

-Braden Piper

Comments (View)
blog comments powered by Disqus