uh i've been writing poems lately.... here is one. should i post more? The Old Brick Wall By Navy What old tales does a stone wall hold? What stories have been told? Where all the old words rest Search for them between the bricks Ad see them through your eyes Do they simply come to you As you walk on by? Do you see them as a flash A whisper ‘neath your eyes? A sky a spy, a man, a plan A whisper passing by Or do you simply stand and wait And hear the whispers of old fate? A little girl walking along Atop this old brick wall Little does she know that she is doomed to fall You scrape the mortar as you search For what these bricks have seen But do you realize as you search The wall can hear your dream? And if you wish to hear the tales The stories of long past You simply have to stand and wait On the brick-wall path.
