Always (Poem) (Written many moons ago)
Thoughts of you are constant,
the smiles wistful,
and intermittent many times throughout the day.
You will always come to mind,
on the days when the sun rises,
and the moon comes out at night.
David S. Chorney
This is where I'm supposed to write something about myself. I still have some hair left. I am still undecided which I like better, photography or painting. My four major food group are seafood, melted cheese, pasta, and Advil. I love the hunt of a finished piece of art. All quotes, essays, stories, and any other written piece on this website, are original and written by yours truly, unless otherwise noted.