Some people, I think Are meant to walk alone in this world Traveling the rubble path of life Viewing what should be vibrant In a lack luster fade Through travel dusted, cracked lenses That were once rose hued What was once a happy memory Now disfigured by the water stains Painted onto their lenses By… Continue reading Through the Lens
When I think about Learning, the first thing that comes to my mind is that this word is synonymous with life. Life, in itself, is about learning. Every waking moment of our childhood is spent in learning. We learn to smile, we learn to laugh, we learn to walk, we learn to talk. As we… Continue reading I know nothing at all.