I take the rough with the smooth
Scattered thoughts of times past
Some that I’ve struggled through
Some journeys went to fast

I journeyed over many roads
Arrived at various places
Reflecting sentimental paths
With lots of friendly faces

I think of future journeys
Look upon those tomorrows
Once again the paths will mix
With happiness and sorrows

- Hope

An intriguing story teller
He tells of landscapes full of mist

My ghost writer did enthral
His stories were my choice

So much allure on every page
He didn't really need a voice

His stories left me pondering
What’s behind this mystery man?

Was his life just like his stories
I’m this mystery writers fan

- Hope