My mother, you taught me to tie laces,Now I walk on trails from my wildest dreams, My father, you showed me how to use tools,I’ve built adventures in nature’s extremes, My brother, you would once look up to me,I learn much from principles in your code, ~Teachers of life, unique style and mode~ To myContinue reading “Teacher”
Poetry, and other thoughts, by Darius the Mate
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