by Gene Legg | Aug 12, 2021 | Poetry
I remember falling in love ‘Neath dazzling blue skies above With a girl who liked my tennis strokes Who rode a new bike with shiny spokes And showed me the road to heavenly bliss – The magic, my friend, was in her kiss. I remember after a while I dreamed of her...
by Gene Legg | Aug 10, 2021 | Poetry
I was an avid dreamer When I was very young: Aspiring to pierce fantasy, To sing songs yet unsung. I longed to sail mighty ships On stormy, ancient seas; To pioneer the Wild Unknown, To penetrate God’s mysteries. I thought myself a dauntless soul, An enemy to...
