Sick as the heart becomes,
But strong as the mind develops.
Breathe taking it has that death have entered.
But within light, the shadows fades.
Like trees they grow and Aged,
Yet trees virtue didn't age at all.
For life grants all mysterious gifts
To ponder and to find rest in place.
-The Book Owl
BINABASA MO ANG
The Book Owls Collection By J.C. Bauzon
PoetryJust some random poem that may help and maybe to relate life unto something that only you can know. Anyhow the book known owls collection of poetry was all knowledge stored with well experience in poetry whether failure and success.
