Rick Stassi Poetry

personal pathways in Poetry

sad

  • once dreamt

    I had a dream my mother was ill Optimistic and sure of elixir’s will Soon, once dreamt, I witnessed twas true I’ll say a prayer to comfort you. I had a dream your illness grew grave Sands in the hourglass surely be brave Soon, once dreamt, I witnessed twas true I’ll say a prayer to Read more