Echoes

Through Changes In My Life Came Particulars In Writing. Amusing Myself With Presuming Self-Confidence Yet Peeking Into What May Lie Ahead In Years Passing Quickly Came Grey Hair As On The Other Side Preceded A Space Where I Once Strolled As A Muchyounger Lady And Carried Inside All This Time.. With The Dizzying Up In The Air Can You Cook A Vehicle Boiling With Me Inside It To Viewing A Remembrance Of Years Past In The Italian Village Surrounded By The Big City Where I Grew Up In They Were There. I Can Vision It Today And Odors That Leave With Me As I Walked Through The Door.. As Some Of My Poems Seem A Collage Of A Large Colored Puzzle They Have Met As A Quilt Half Way Through A Journey Not Easily Put Together. Such Poems From My Heart Such As Frozen Steps Pink Days And Many Others I Have A Heartfelt Passion For Always In My Love For Homie.