Your poems, you know, they are really good.They all got what I call simplicity in which everything reflects, and they all make you feel that deep sadness, and at the same time some peculiar happiness, that sometimes goes hidden and unseen in everyday life.
Thanks for what you do)
We all knew her, and she all knew us; And in our darkness she held us. And in our triumph she praised us, And she uttered a phrase; ‘Your not there yet' As she wrote, On the Blackboard. of that lonely room.