Author: Ivor Steven
Pebbles Fade Into Dust
Long ago, I lay bruised on a pebble beach The jagged rocks had cut me deep I remained bleeding and afraid Beached, my heart ...In This Limbo
I’m trapped in this limbo cave Between here now and being there Like being between the break of dawn And making your morning ...Going For A Stroll
When will I be too old?To be left alone, out in the coldWith my naked words still unsold When will I be too old?To ...



