Death |
When Uncle Sonny died I was to young to know what death was
When Uncle Bully died I was to much of a man to cry
When Granpa Gene followed I couldnt swallow the pain and I felt like I was going i... Posted by its not a truck..its not a car..its a Donovan on Fri, 31 Aug 2007 11:46:00 PST |
A word from my Heart by Donovan D. |
Time flys by as I get so high
Tryin to realize all but the truth in one lie
Starein at the sky wondering why somethings happen but they just do
If only you knew everything that I been through
I k... Posted by its not a truck..its not a car..its a Donovan on Mon, 27 Aug 2007 03:21:00 PST |
SHORT POEM by Donovan D. |
This life of mine is far from special, but it is precious.
It is precious because I still hold my head high and proud, although I've held it so low with shame and pain.
The hard feelings, the emotion,... Posted by its not a truck..its not a car..its a Donovan on Sat, 25 Aug 2007 09:03:00 PST |