SOURCE My life is like a highway to middle earth, there are no stop lights to stop, it's a continuous voyage, life there is they say is greenery, a breath of a new beginning. Strange as it seems, the life

Hi Steemians! I’d like to share my first poem. Been busy lately! Though the story of the poem aches for more love that was lost, he keeps the memory of her until her last breath, keeping wonderful, beautiful

It's been a busy morning for me. Today is my daughter's assignment for her feeding program in her school. The teacher assigned us parents to have a feeding program daily while the budget for the feeding

Good morning from the Philippines. Looks sunny but the weather is always unpredictable. I hope you will not get tired of reading this. It is also tiring to keep writing but I can not give up, I will not

pixabay There are times when I think about In this sorrowful life, is there any way out? A very lonely path, as cold as snow A beaming light, will it ever show? At times it may seem death is so near A

I like Anonymous and I love poetry and other stuff! I'd like to stay this way on steemit unknown and I love the words. I have my plans here that I'd like to stay for a long time and meeting new people,