Do not ask
What is in
My heart
Or try to
Guess
What's on
My mind
It is just
Too difficult
To explain
The charred
Remains
Of what
Others
Have left
Behind
Echoes of
What's been
Lost
Is really
All you'll find
Memories that
Never were
Is what lies
Beneath
The rind
Thank You..You seem to always know what my soul is sayin I Love You Joe