I am some of
all those I’ve ever met
a reflection of the worst
a mirror of the best

forever changed when our paths crossed
they created a new road
God knows the destination
and the story to be told

©Joel Tipple



i’d never have wanted to live this life alone

to hear the sounds with just my ears

to touch the textures with only my two hands

see only my eyes in the mirror

hold my hands until they’re all wrinkled

lined with the story of our life

hold me up as I hold you too

carried to the other side