The Poems of David Garlick
Can any one look back and say that they have never made mistakes. Or that their actions, at some time weren’t foolish and now make them cringe. Mostly we blush to think that we said things or did some thoughtless acts. That seemed so smart and full of wit but now seem crass or […]
Please love me, for whom I am, crumpled though I be. Perhaps a wing is bent or my mind goaled within a body, that will never be controlled. Perhaps I cannot tell you, in words you understand, how much I love you. You are all to me. Yet all I seek or want – […]
My dear friend, is failing fast before my eyes. Yet I am powerless to help him in his hour of agony. Now, though but a zephyr of©© that once full gale of zest and fun. I see deep in his dying eyes the humor and his love of life. Then why, must […]
Maybe a gift can slowly bud, unknowing what the flower will be. A green shell waiting for the warmth, to bring it forth for all to see. The warmth of love is all it takes and faith to wait for what may come. How seldom is this love or faith given to those who […]