... the old black rum
Poet deVine, thank you, I was hoping it would have a pleasing and pretty image.
INclan, thank you. The progressing through time was luck.
Corinne, No, But I'm happy and I have friends. Though sometimes I'll look into stars at night and an image will come to mine.
devina, thank you sweet. I'm not up on all the short forms or symbols here, but
what does @~~'~~,~~ mean.
Marge, thank you so much for that poem.
... if there is a flower on this earth
that smells of life with its very birth
Its just a dream, if you want to know,
cause none can beat the blooming rose.