A Haiku
Nature our teacher. Lessons to survive this life. At our mothers knee. David Garlick
In My Own Words
The Poems of David Garlick
The Poems of David Garlick
Nature our teacher. Lessons to survive this life. At our mothers knee. David Garlick
Winter depression. Dark clouds, heavy on my soul. Sky weeps rain; wind sighs. David Garlick
Autumn air feels crisp. Golden leaves litter lush lawns. Soon the wind will play. David Garlick
Summer by the sea. Seals and humans bask in sun. What is the difference? David Garlick