The Call of Summer Nights

The Ture Passion of Life

“Powering spirits towering high, falling tears ask not why, bold triumphs still we die, the call of the angels when we cry, ripped and torn blood-stained sands, such beauty in a dream they won’t understand”


Published by Sandymancan

I'm a father, friend, and a family man, I believe in right and wrong, I understand the value of standing on your own. I have an iron will with a poet's heart, a belief in God is where it starts.

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