I'm a Veteran and I write music and poetry.
Listen, please listen, I feel more than I see It's quiet, and when it's quiet, it's easier to believe. So open, open, open your eyes
By Susan Fehilly5 years ago in Poets
There was a fish, his name was Sam. His family came from the Hoover Dam. Once he was a little bitty guppy, just like a dog starts out as a puppy. When Sammy swims, Sammy sways with a swish. Cuz that's how you swim when you're a fish.