Limitations only go so far.

Hands of time move us forward, never back. Only memories frozen in mind, can we re-enact.

Build your world around me, and promise to never let me go, and if ever their comes a time it may seem crowded, may we expand so love may grow.

Life isn't all about what you don't have, but yet, what you do with what you have been given.

A poem is but a thought, a mere memory caught at play. From hand onto paper, bleeding thoughts emerge.

There may be troubled waters along the many paths my life shall take, but only I as a man, may keep my vessel afloat, and guide myself straight.

There is no greater disability in society, than the inability to see a person as more.